Lipstick Leaves by Kendel Burdeaux
The canopy above my head
Extends beyond all bounds.
Thresholds advancing past the trees
Lead me to jilt firm ground.
Such height akin to two-toned asp-
Our minds the branches that surpass
An earthy-tinged sunshine.
Since mind is what leads you and I
above all former planes,
And thrusts us ever to the stars,
I must assert this claim:
If kissing branches can exist,
Our thoughts, my dear, must form
The soft and broad red lipstick leaves
That both of us adorn.
Kendel Burdeaux graduated in 2012 with a Bachelors degree in Literary and Cultural Studies from The University of Oklahoma, before continuing on to pursue a master’s degree in the same field. She graduated in 2013 from The University of Chicago with an M.A. in the Humanities. She currently works for a non-profit, no-kill animal rescue group in Plano, Texas. As Assistant Director of Operations at Second Chance SPCA, she spends most of her days wrangling errant puppy dogs and whispering sweet nothings to kitty cats. In her spare time, she reads prolifically, writes occasionally, and snuggles obsessively with her Norwegian Forest cat, Byron.