Kathryn Merwin


Kathryn Merwin’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in journals such as Cutbank, Quiddity, Sugar House Review, Prairie Schooner, and Blackbird. She has read or reviewed for publications such as the Bellingham Review, Poetry Northwest, and The Adroit Journal, and serves as co-editor-in-chief of Milk Journal. She holds an MFA in poetry from Western Washington University and currently lives in the District of Columbia. Connect with her at www.kathrynmerwin.com.

Sucker Punch

There is clear light in the violet hour, when everything grows purple: crocuses split by starlight, your amethyst necklace, bright as a beautiful slit throat. Cobra-faced lilacs. The memory of a wound on your arm, blood blooming into strange flowers. Cobwebs of capillaries, your sweetest Malbec. Even the birds are purple here, balancing on the invisible trapeze of west wind. This is a skeletal love. The dark fig between your legs, split at the soft core. Look at me across the massacre. Your skin purples with memory.