Three Poems | Bekah Steimel

by Bekah Steimel

You got over me
while I was still under you
Your carefully chosen words
My carefully chosen situations
Our reckless and youthful entanglement
We cut our teeth on each other’s hearts
you gnawed your way in
You fought to love and hurt me,
and then you disappeared without effort
You said this war is over
(love is war?)
You moved 952 miles away
(out of sight)
You got the life you’ve always wanted
(out of mind)
I stayed in St. Louis—the setting for
our story
I see you in parks and sidewalks and restaurants
that I hated
but still took you to
Because you loved them
Because I loved you
Because I love you
So, now I’m drinking wine and writing yet another poem
(that you will never see)
About you, yet again
(Still you never see)
So, I guess you won the war

first appeared in Section 8 Magazine 2016

by Bekah Steimel

I’m more of a twist cap
--than a cork
kind of poet
I do not pair well with anything
except two eager lips
though you will find me on a low shelf
stickered with a low price
crack me open and give me a taste
even cheap wine can get you drunk

first appeared in Yellow Chair Review 2016

Smoke Signals from Hell
by Bekah Steimel

falling feathers
shed from angel wings
where are the creatures of creationism?
shovels and telescopes reveal nothing
but dirt and stars
Heaven is a hypothesis
masquerading as conclusion
a verdict without proof
you should not gamble away
your inheritance
for a jackpot that may not exist
your life
is not an appetizer
before the entrée of eternity
the ultimate sacrifice
is not your death for life
but your life for death.

first appeared in Section 8 Magazine 2016

Bekah Steimel is a poet whose work has been published globally. Recent poems have appeared in Third Wednesday, Paper and Ink Zine, and The Blue Nib. She lives in St. Louis and can be found online at and followed on Twitter and Instagram @BekahSteimel.

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