Tuesday Poem

Writing Love

—for Tammara Claire

The road is a long sentence. The only solution
is a full stop. Commas reduce the flow of our
passage mutually edited. You seem to clutch the
edge of the page under your teeth. The crevices
in denture are punctuations. One may call love
a colon, a hyphenated phase, shelled in brackets
and joined by three random dots of continuity
questioned exclaimed nudged by apostrophes
hostage to quotations and unasked ellipsis
this piece is reviewed and sent for corrections

by Rizwan Akhtar