Love Letter to South Jersey

by Maya Georgi


Your kiss is a prayer

to winding back roads,

one block farms,

and the river that connects us to Philly’s humble skyline.


Your hands are tuscany yellow,

Jersey summer sweet corn

and sudden sunflower fields

on the way to the shore.


Your jet black curls swing like oak leaves

in a wild canopy,

hiding oasis wonders

and springtime bonfires.


Your drawl is cicadas

humming at twilight

right before their wild envelop,

a song amidst suburbia’s lull.


Your grenadine smile is the receding sun

warming this sliver of the Pine Barrens,

a watercolor on the Delaware

holding us golden before it sleeps.

Maya Georgi is a Latinx writer and South Jersey native. She grew up on the many bridges between Mount Laurel, NJ and Philadelphia, vacillating between suburb and city. Maya is a recent graduate from Marymount Manhattan College in New York City. She has been previously published in The Carson Review.