"Woman With Arms Folded"
by Corinne Whitaker
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"GIVE ME FIVE MORE MINUTES"
These purple knots bend out and in where a smooth calf once kicked and glided. Rough things and grey things and things with lines are sliding up quietly everywhere. Brown circles ride along a crinkly road, uninvited, undesired and friends begin to age, faster than I feel. Time save me, keep your hands off, if only for one more taste of young to hang in record stores, and know what to buy, go dancing, wear leather without being mocked. Just give me five more minutes, and then I'll be old, I swear. By Christine L. Reed
Christine L. Reed is an artist, poet and freelance writer living in Tranquility, NJ with her two children. She is the editor of Maelstrom, a literary magazine featuring art, poetry, short fiction and humor. She is also the assistant poetry editor for Moondance. Her work has appeared internationally in many magazines, anthologies and e-zines. She has pieces forthcoming in MeatWhistle Quarterly, The Poet's Attic Quarterly, Liquid Ohio, Penny Dreadful Press and Parnassus Literary Journal.
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