Poetry by Sarah Marquez

             ​​Anita Ritenour CC




I will wear you out

The day before Valentine’s I bake fudge brownies and hope you 
are craving something sweet. I’ve noticed your hunger leave and
return, leave and return, when I am the only one in the room and you 
do not have to pretend you are proud to be a sensitive man. One who drops
flowers at cold feet and waits. I wonder if you can smell the difference 
between dark chocolate and milk chocolate, and if I can still surprise you. 
I stand at the sink and wash sticky fudge off my fingers. I imagine myself 
clean, in expensive lingerie–red or black, lace or silk, a belt of diamonds 
around my waist. I do not wait for your approval, when you say, I want 
you to fuck me, and our roles are reversed. Did you know there is no limit 
to woman-on-top? I will keep rising while you scrape chewed nails down 
my back and pray do not stop. I will climax at the same time as you, then 
again and again.
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Sarah Marquez (she/her) is an MFA student at Lindenwood University. She is based in Los Angeles and has work published and forthcoming in various magazines and journals, including Human/Kind Press, Kissing Dynamite, Salamander, The Hellebore, The New Southern Fugitives and Twist in Time Magazine. When not writing, she can be found reading for Random Sample Review, sipping coffee, or tweeting @Sarahmarissa338. 

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