Sarah Dickenson Snyder Anaïs Anaïs Perfume

Anaïs Anaïs Perfume

I have several bottles, always a back-up, one so small it fits in a palm for traveling. I spray my neck, my wrists—a little spritz.

My mother bought my first bottle. Duty free, she said—two words I’d never heard together.

Maybe I want to be a curve of lilac blossoms or a ball of peony petals widening

now that she has left the world & me & I am duty free.

Sarah Dickenson Snyder

Sarah Dickenson Snyder has recently had work appear in Rattle, Artemis, The Sewanee Review, and others. She has authored three poetry collections, The Human Contract, Notes from a Nomad, and With a Polaroid Camera.