Torch Song

By Lucy Tunstall
Anoint your dead
poems.

Put them in a little boat called
She Who Must Be Obeyed — 
our little joke.

Invite the Molotovs for cocktails on deck.
Tell them to wear all their gold.

Notes:

This poem originally appeared in The Poetry Review. You can read the other poems in this exchange in the May 2017 issue.

Source: Poetry (May 2017)