- Hedda Annerberg
“sun poem”
This poem was originally published on The Pittsburgher’s predecessor, The Dog Door Cultural.
my knee is burning in the sun
the beautiful beautiful sun
in your living room
i ask you
plum?
(it’s not very original
(we all know what a fruit is
(we all know what a fruit really is)
not everything is a metaphor for
slight death
i am, in fact,
writing death
less often
now, since
my knee is burning in the sun
the beautiful beautiful sun
in your living room ▲
Hedda Annerberg is currently in the process of graduating with an MSc in Romantic literature from the University of Edinburgh