Poetry by Ruth Niemiec

           ​  James Johnstone CC




Sitting outside with you doing not much

Morning
​
Iced tea and justice
while we listen to Justin Timberlake and reflect on last names
Timber Lake
“What’s in a name?” you ask

Noon

You know what would make summer hotter?
I ask
“A volcano at your feet”
you say
I watch the sweat beads
on your top lip
refrain from kissing you
refrain from licking the sweat off your
damn lip
Buzzards gnaw somewhere in my belly

Night
​
Until night we sit
I sit quietly and watch firefly’s in your eyes
watching the way you kiss time like it’s only moving
slow
You have no fear
of loss
of heartache
Of volcanos and human hearts
you don’t know it yet
but you are golden
you are the sun
Tomorrow you will rise 

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Ruth Niemiec (she/her) received her BA with a major in Professional Writing from Victoria University.

She is a writer of non-fiction, fiction and poetry in English and Polish. Her latest work is forthcoming or recently published in Dumbo Feather (aus), Mamamia (aus), Neon Literary Magazine (uk), Coffee People (us), Parliament (us) and Rhodora (in).

Ruth is a love and relationships columnist for Perfumed Pages Magazine and a creative non-fiction reader for Catatonic Daughters. 

​Growing up her time was divided between Daylesford, a spa town which lies in the foothills of Victoria's Great Dividing Range and Laverton, located in Victoria's Western Suburbs, bordering a blue collar industrial precinct. Her work draws upon the contrasting elements of both.

Ruth offers readers contemporary works exploring social themes, coming of age, womanhood and modern romance set beneath petroleum clouds and electric sunsets. 

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