Love Poem: Phoenix

after Donika Kelly

I see your eyes last, before dust.
In any new required birth, what remains:

plumage gold and striking, the black plucked
skin beneath, palimpsested trial.

Love, I would sing to you
every blazing star, every hunted ballad

              that burnishes. I would make a burnishing[1]

of you, which is to say, I am in constant motion,
which is to say, I grieve everything—

my wings on fire, cracking, lifting your voice
into legend and evolution. My love, put down

the earth. Nothing lasts forever.
My love, I last forever

[1]from, “Love Poem: Centaur”


Terese Mason Pierre

Terese Mason Pierre is a writer and editor whose work has appeared in Strange Horizons, FIYAH, Fantasy, Solarpunk, and elsewhere. She has been nominated for the Elgin, Ignyte, and bpNichol Chapbook Awards, and is the co-editor-in-chief of Augur Magazine. She is the author of chapbooks, “Surface Area,” (Anstruther Press, 2019) and, “Manifest,” (Gap Riot Press, 2020). Terese lives and works in Toronto, Canada. Visit her website at

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