Even in Darkness by Jessica Therese

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after “Even In Darkness”; a painting by Trinh Mai Thach

Even now, the memory of his sound
leaves my body vibrating like a tuning fork.

The spotlight illuminating the musician’s
cheek the colour of red velvet

curtains at a movie theatre, his nimble fingers
resting on a high A, saxophone keys like

drops of gold, eyes spellbound as if heaven
could take him at any moment

and it wouldn’t matter.
Each note smoothed out a knot in my spine,

each chord felt like honey drizzling
into my open mouth. Even in darkness,

his instrument summoned visions of roses,
of rain, of the winter day you left blood

in the snow like drops of pomegranate.
Even in darkness, always,

the quiet humming of middle C.

Jessica Therese

Jess is a twenty year old musician and writer from Sydney, Australia. She is currently studying a Bachelor of Music Performance in clarinet at Sydney University. She wants to visit Iceland and plant a field of poppies in her backyard. She only wears odd socks. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Thistle Magazine, Germ Magazine, Letters from Bummer Press, Degenerates: Voices for Peace, and others. Follow her on Tumblr at @contramonte.