Brianna Riggio

Joined March 2021

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The Women in My Family are Drowning
THE WOMEN IN MY FAMILY ARE DROWNING as if reflex, the kind of desire we all inherit. A compulsion twitching in the limbs, between teeth — a need to run
By Brianna Riggio5 years ago in Poets
Falling from the Sky
I For six days now, I have woken up at the moment of impact—drenched in sweat, but with every bone intact. I have dreams of falling from the sky. On a sweltering summer day, I coast on a breeze high above the sea, dipping and curling like a swallow. Yet in the moment I taste my freedom, a sudden tempest strikes from the clouds, and I fall to earth like Icarus. I wake before collision, but with an instant of phantom pain.
By Brianna Riggio5 years ago in Humans