'Shale' by Meg Pokrass

Three-and-a-half-hours earlier she was burrowing inside his t-shirt it was their game he was pregnant with her face when he asked her to marry him they are both climbers her mouth scales his she tastes shale navigates every part of him each surface using an internal map but now his fingers are cold and someone screaming name of a family member from where he has fallen he is locked out someone is holding her back so she thinks about camping outside making love on good dirt he taught her that there were no impossible things.

On dirt he taught her that there were no impossible things someone is holding her back so she thinks about camping outside making love and the voice is screaming the name of a family member where he has fallen and she has locked her brain to him using an internal map when someone touches her shoulder says help is coming and in her mind her mouth still tastes shale navigates every part of him he asked her to marry him just three-and-a-half-hours ago and she said yes to his eyes her face nuzzling his warm alive face now split open and free.