Christine Tierney


 

 

 

need

 

read by christine tierney
 


slip your knuckles in, breathe
cinch your tendons
around the push-skin of my vertebrae
guide your fingertips
along the lost ridges of my ribs, indulge, splash
work your thumbs into my sacrum
white then pink then white again
imagine my wings; skin-wings of summer
swivel hips and hinges
let's talk shop, curl, implode
release endorphins into the air
like doves
please, crack the tingle out of my arm
need me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

An MFA recipient from the University of Southern Maine ’s Stonecoast Writing Program, Christine Tierney is employed as an after-school director.  Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Fourteen Hills, Permafrost, PMS, Poet Lore, Tusculum Review, descant, The Yalobusha Review, The Broome Review, and Tattoo Highway. In 2009, she was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.
 
Spik, a Boston based electronic music artist, composed the audio for “need.”