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Birdsong by Tim Stobierski



Birdsong


and the morning cool

still on us, like gauze

over a wound. Your back

to my own, goose-pimpled

in the sheets; your legs entwined

in mine like the snakes

of a caduceus. Sunlight

breaking, you stir

and settle, my head

against your chest.

A heartbeat, and another.





Tim Stobierski writes about relationships. His work explores themes of love, lust, longing, and loss — presented through the lens of his own experiences as a queer man. His poetry has been published in a number of journals, including Chiron Review, Gay & Lesbian Review, Midwest Quarterly, Anthropocene and Connecticut River Review, amongst others. His first book of poems, Dancehall, was published by Antrim House Books in July 2023.

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