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Phoenix Wilde

Phoenix Wilde is the author of the book entitled 'Pouring Water Over Stars'. A lover of poetry, Ms Wilde likes to explore everything that has got to do with love and pain. In fact, her book comprises poems that deal with the emotions that come with being in love with a person who in all likelihood won't return the love. It also examines how one can cope with the very person one is meant to be in the face of such a heartache.

For Sale: A New Born’s Never-Worn

I clutch little baby hands, his body wrapped in a hospital sheet.
It’s blue and red – much like his skin; my baby.
His face is the image of peace, but there’s something
not right in the silence of it all. They take him and hide him
away from my desperate eyes, but it’s a loud silence
that has my whole chest-bursting at the ribs.
I beg every god I know that he might breathe.
For me.
Please.

Coping Mechanisms

‘I buy four bottles of hard liquor and some wine
hoping that by the time I get home, I won’t be able to walk
in straight lines. I want to stumble and curse and struggle to
slide my key from my purse. I want to rage against the
door’s lock, so incoherent I feel like it’s a sleepwalk.
The liquor bottles on my arm are an ice storm,
and now gloved hands shoved in pockets
are the only things that keeps me warm.’

Pompeii

Eyes are darting left, at the filling docks beyond but
I stare to the right where the vast
terrain slopes toward the peak of the gods.
The peak is tarnished onyx, scorched with
red anger leaking from the top, slow and steady.
The grime started dusting the air, leaving
a layer of it on my tan skin, but I hold one hand
up and shield baby from breathing it in.