My Sunday Roast

Emily A. Taylor

I say it slow, like your name braises

the back of my throat, and order you

rare. Season the pan, you know how

I like it. And though I haven’t felt

your rough in years, I still think of you

by the red lamp at that restaurant. Isn’t it

romantic, how we let tenderloin rest

before we carve it apart.

Emily A. Taylor (she/her) is a writer based in London. She is the founder of the Queer Poetry Collective and The Poetry Society's Islington Stanza. Her work has been published in t'ART, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Metachrosis Literary Magazine and The Coalition for Digital Narratives and is forthcoming in The Madrigal Discursion Issue and Seaford Review. You can find her on Instagram (@emraylot) or Bluesky (emwrote.bsky.social).