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Love is a Ghost
Donna Dallas
No one else can see
try to explain it
how your stomach drops
how the ghost moves
through you
gives you a hunger
cites your death
over
and
over
They think you
mad as a hatter
How sorry
and sad
to love
it’s a drink
from the cup
of divinity
While you remain
a
slave
to
the living
Donna
Dallas: I studied Creative Writing and Philosophy at NYU’s Gallatin School and
was lucky enough to study under William Packard, founder and editor of the New
York Quarterly. Lately, I am found in Horror Sleaze Trash, Beatnik Cowboy
and The Opiate among many other publications. I published my first novel, Death
Sisters, with Alien Buddha Press. My first chapbook, Smoke & Mirrors, will
launch this fall with New York Quarterly. I currently serve on the editorial
team for Red Fez and New York Quarterly.
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