An Honest Hinge Bio

I have a habit of cleaving speech, but I love
like a eulogy, which is to say I don’t

let any part of any memory disappear
under the mounds of dirt.

There is intention in this seeking
comfort & I know I linger

in the impression of all
we’ve ever achieved out of unhappiness.

Last night I ran into my own arms only to feel
them untwist. I came unfurling.

I am bare as a child
splashing water in the kitchen sink,

needing, & I fear I will stay here,
repeating until death.

Connor Donovan (he/him) is a teacher from Southeast Pennsylvania. He is a Healthline Zine Ekphrasis Contest poetry winner and his work can be found in Stone of Madness, Free the Verse, and Blue Marble Review, among others.