Offer Me Nothing

Offer me nothing
& I greedily take
nothing & make
it into everything

What I mean is, give
me your empty hand
so I can show you
how to hold me

What I mean is, take
my words & wrap
them around you
like a blanket

What I mean is, don’t
misunderstand, don’t
forget how quiet &
long I’ve loved you

Marisa Siegel holds an MFA in Poetry from Mills College in Oakland, CA. Her essay “Inherited Anger” appears in the anthology Burn It Down (Seal Press, 2019) and her debut poetry chapbook, Fixed Stars, is out now from Burrow Press. She is senior acquiring editor for trade at Northwestern University Press, and editor-at-large for The Rumpus. Find her on Twitter at @marisasaystweet and on Instagram at @marisaemily.

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