In the Moment 
 
I remember the two of you, all coat, 
spinning me on a frost-covered merry-go-round. 
An oak, a skeletal willow whizzing past,  
stars streaking into comet illusions, 
the willow taller each pass by, my back frozen 
to the rusting metal platform, 
connection of philosopher poets 
panting lungfuls of freezing air, 
running and whirling, the willow all blur, 
your hands were gripping at seven o’clock 
Jenny’s at three, my hands reached out, grabbing at your jeans, 
we were captured together for a moment; 
all motion. 

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Kim Malinowski is a lover of words. Her debut poetry collection Home was published by Kelsay Books and her chapbook Death: A Love Story was published by Flutter Press. Her work has appeared in Bluepepper, Mookychick, Enchanted Conversation, Enchanted Living, and others. She writes because the alternative is unthinkable. www.kimmalinowskipoet.com

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