
Rimming
“It is not a stretch when I say that I find delight / In a hungry hole, a faithful mouth waiting to be fed.”
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“It is not a stretch when I say that I find delight / In a hungry hole, a faithful mouth waiting to be fed.”
By Tola Sylvan
“And I played a game of religion or trust in my own body, / cutting more wounds than I could count, refusing to be just.”
“Anxiety pulls the jug out of your bone and kneads it / For nothing.
“remember the tourniquet / your husband made you carry / out & across & around / the city / in case of emergency”
“We are stunned // when we see the thing we came to retrieve: / a body’s worth of ashes, divided into three bricks so tangible”
“like bees we are easily agitated / until we too idly gaze at the carefully organized skeletons”
“if the plastic island in the pacific / were actually an island / i would live there / with you.”
“Do I count i I’ve never spoken wish / into the lory hole?”
This October, our team has curated poems with Hybrid forms, selected by Ben Bartu.