Three Poems
Sofia Pasqua
A Wave to the Moon
Through love’s luscious tune, sing in me moon, a curling chasm can’t drown my call.
Release me from the crescent’s croon.
For you, my moon, a patriotic platoon—
this soluble soul sinks in a sea of all,
through love’s luscious tune, sing in me moon.
Following orders blind behind slanted noon,
the devoted tide in eternity’s thrall.
Release me from the crescent’s croon.
Artemis made my present prune,
she shoots my song; a sudden squall.
Through love’s luscious tune, sing in me moon.
A perigee— the space between. Attune
to dark beyond the fall.
Release me from the crescent’s croon.
Despite my plea, we’re kissed each night, moonlight strewn
upon the vast expanse of sea, still I feel it’s just for me.
Through love’s luscious tune, sing in me moon, release me
from the crescent’s croon.
Little Lottie
Little Lottie, I love you
I do, I do, I do
Twirling tunes through her temples, sifting sand from her hair
as she sang the lord’s prayer.
Stolen notes—
poor canary.
Hymns of passed days prick Preaching Lips. Little Lottie eclipsed;
Go with God, dying daylight.
Soil spills over Lottie
dropping
sinking her soul.
Fate flaunts
its haunting finger.
Sing for your father, tonight.
Divine Aphrodite
Lend me the force of you, God
Almighty. Save me her seraphic smile,
sculpt me your own, a new heavenly child.
Deliver a semblance of her stoned seduction.
Slip your celestial scalpel–
score slits for symmetrical scleras.
You can do it again.
Save me space in the jewel maker’s pen,
Licking his lips in cathartic concentration.
Bent till I break.
Each snip,
perfect ache.
O, Sea of threaded multitude!
Enigmatic emerald upon skin;
swindled through a stare.
Purity turned putrid—
Sofia Pasqua is a freshman at Rutgers University majoring in Political Science and minoring in Creative Writing. She is a published poet and winner of multiple local Poetry Out Loud competitions. Sofia grew up in Bridgewater, New Jersey and is working on a collection of poems.