Alone with Your Heartbeat by Kimberly Casey

Alone with Your Heartbeat

Here is the part where it hurts
Where you no longer recognize
                   The way your mouth holds words
                   The way your fingers twist nerves
Through your unwound hair
                    They said you’d feel better, clearer
After the first sobering month
                    Less pickled and bloated
But you’re still sour skinned
                    And angrier than ever
                    Alone each night with
That same wandering rhythm
Unable to quit biting dirty nails

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Bio: Kimberly Casey is a Massachusetts native with her BFA in Writing, Literature and Publishing from Emerson College in Boston, MA. She now lives in Huntsville, AL where she founded Out Loud HSV, a spoken word and literary arts collective dedicated to creating a welcoming platform for language, writing, and communication to flourish. Her work has appeared in Hypertrophic Literary, Red Fez, and The Corvus Review among others, and she has a self-published chapbook of poetry, ‘Learning to Love Anchors’.

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