Art

Three Poems – Cait Reynolds

February is Short and Unforgiving

 

The moon is destructive

mine resides in Scorpio

Let me keep this secret

it feels sacred when I’m quiet

let me be anxious with the dark

I’ll swim in your black water pool

what lies at the bottom does not concern me

Beasts and death scare me the least

We have frayed nerve endings in our fingertips

is that why we pushed them

inside of each other

deeper than we ought have

I’d let you rearrange my organs

to find a safe place

to leave whatever you have

left to give me

In my chest cavity

Frosted womb

Eroded stomach

You get caught in my throat

but leave enough room

for me to breathe

Barely,

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Six Poems – Rebecca Kokitus

tease

 

summer spring tease, I’m in blue jeans

prickle sweat on the backs of my knees.

still have winter lips, bitten to bits

dead lips only a mother could kiss,

like blue stillborn pucker

size of a violet.

 

wasp season, all prick and swell,

all hiss through the teeth

and stifle the child’s scream you never grew out of.

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Two Poems – A. Molotkov

Hesitation

 

if I take the jar inside

the water will spill

but how do I know this?

 

I forgot my own future

when I became engulfed in you

so much darkness

outside your well-lit room

I remain in the dark

 

if you let me shiver at the door

and freeze to death

as the jar freezes

 

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Untitled – Kate Engler

I tried to tell him that my belly longs to be swollen belly baby belly

beloved belly/ birthing/ birth/ afterbirth/ belly

my gut aches; I am old; blooming and shriveling with the passing hours; stone

fossil and throbbing embryo.

Yearning swelling swollen vibrations- run too fast for too long

Ears throbbing underwater hunger beyond bread beyond sex everything slowed

under honey like poets promised.

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