Love Poem by Lauren Ireland

Love Poem

  1. I am not ready for dark    dear friend    I shout    and we walk
  2. underground    a tiny city roars over    a tiny city below    and
  3. it is hard to say this    I am dead tonight    I had been practicing
  4. walking light    and slow    through a museum    the imaginary
  5. groves    and turning to love you    rough like a clever boy but I
  6. am dead tonight    friend    O kill me I am dead
About the Author

Lauren Ireland was raised in coastal Virginia and southern Maryland. Currently an editor of Lungfull! Magazine, she also co-curates The Readings at Chrystie Street, a monthly poetry series. Her poems have appeared in Black Warrior Review, Conduit, and jubilat, among other magazines. She lives in Brooklyn.