Nocturne with Rain
by Uma Dwivedi
I am writing of rainfall as my bedroom burns.
We are trying to make the best of things,
we are all of us doomed. Here’s the smoke,
her vicious quickening, hungry tendrils, here’s
the moment where I write you, write rain,
& mean any nameless god that will take me as a lover.
I’m greedy. I want someone to adore on my knees.
You thunder me open, flush me through, hold me
closer than skin. I tell you I love you & my heart
is skinless on the floor, it is all that crouches between
me & my most wretched twin. The smoke breaks
my kneeling heart, but darling, we are still here.
I want to press your body against my flaming door.
I live in hope unbearable: your mouth
open wide enough to hold our flight.
Uma Dwivedi is a rising junior at Yale University. They are originally from Seattle, Washington. They have been nominated for a Pushcart Prize by Black Warrior Review, and other forthcoming and previous publications include Cleaver Magazine, the minnesota review, and the Jellyfish Review. Dancing girl press released their first chapbook, They Named Her Goddess (we called her girl), in January of 2019. Catch them watching Winnie the Pooh or the Paddington movies.