Icarus Grey is a Saami poet, artist, and sometimes barista…
the sea glances her fingers across the cold grey stones
and for the fisherman boy’s sake
he sings on his boat in the bay
in the tender grace of the day, at the foot of the crags of the sea
she keeps time with her salt tears
she sings flowers and herbs
her grief falls in showers
for the fisherman boy’s beauty is not hers to hold
(drop, drop, drop, drop)
Icarus Grey is a Saami poet, artist, and sometimes barista based in the US Midwest. Their work can be found in The Afterpast Review, Empyrean Literary Magazine, and with pieces forthcoming in Transients Mag. They are also the editor for the Periwinkle Pelican. When not throwing words together and hoping for the best, they dream of one day learning to play the banjo.