Two Poems by Delvon T. Mattingly


You say one thing
and I say another;
we click and swing
like that of Newton’s cradle,
each clank of steel
sending us into a trance
of loveless complacency.



Love is like a substance,
misused and freely
seeping through our veins;
and I’m not strong enough
to resist injecting anything
to dilute its influence.


Delvon T. Mattingly, who also goes by D.T. Mattingly, is a writer from Louisville, Kentucky and a PhD candidate in epidemiology at the University of Michigan. He currently lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Learn more about his work at

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