when we speak by Jacob Levi Peterson

it’s likely that there will be at least a few misunderstandings
and when you talk with me of the autumnal tint
of the light coursing down upon us
will we not both be moved,
wincing at that light,
pulling emotion from the descriptions you turn loose to the bright, cold air?
and once we’ve finally settled into a routine of sleeping and waking,
resisting fealty to habit, hesitance to responsibility,
do we make friends with the gray cat we see in the backyard that glances furtively about,
concerned, wild in the city?



Jacob Levi Peterson is originally from the South Texas Hill Country. His primary modes of expression are blogging on Tumblr and Facebook, and composing Twitter poems. He currently writes from New Haven, Connecticut, recently graduating with a B.A. in English from Yale.