Pursued – Julie Brooks Barbour

When he escaped I hid in bushes
in the shell of a gutted car
I hid from his teeth his wide mouth
Because I knew that look in his eyes
that wasn’t onward movement but backward
and fierce like anger and desire
all force the culmination of want and need
and flesh and hands
I ran from a man who called my name in darkness
around a barrel of fire behind a wire fence
a man who spoke in tongues and paced the grounds
When he escaped I ran hard and hoped
he would not smell my flesh or my curves
or feel my name in his mouth

Julie Brooks Barbour is the author of Small Chimes (forthcoming from Aldrich Press, 2014) and two chapbooks: Earth Lust (forthcoming from Finishing Line Press, 2014) and Come To Me and Drink (Finishing Line Press, 2012). Her poems have appeared in Waccamaw, diode, storySouth, Prime Number Magazine, The Rumpus, Midwestern Gothic, Blue Lyra Review, and Verse Daily. She is co-editor of the journal Border Crossing and an Associate Poetry Editor at Connotation Press: An Online Artifact. She teaches composition and creative writing at Lake Superior State University.

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