Catullus VIII

Bleak, I end insanity.
Say: OK, I’ve lost the games
I lost.
In summer, gold reigned long days.
I followed girls,
paid good money
for the rush.
Car chase of lust.

But your attachment is a noose.
Death to wanting. Burn my mind
clean. Raze it
clear. It was me
I loved,
anyway.

ξ

An Irish-American dual citizen, Francesca McDonnell Capossela grew up in New York City and holds an M. Phil from Trinity College Dublin. Her publication credits include the Los Angeles Review of Books, The Point Magazine, Banshee, Columbia Journal, and Dark Matter Presents: Human Monsters (Dark Matter Ink, forthcoming). Her first novel, A TERRIBLE BEAUTY, will be published in the fall of 2023 by Lake Union. She lives on the Lower East Side of Manhattan.