At eight, I used to read the newspaper aloud. I read, “A GIRL OF 3 RAPED BY 7.” My aunt, horrified, said, “Who puts such news in the newspaper, people don’t have sense.” I searched for the word in the dictionary: dominance / conquest. I asked my mother to divide my hair into six platesContinue reading Bad Touch – mahish.asur-mar.dini.
we walk in sync identic hips and matching strides gamely we pound city streets fitness and Fitbit driven we tramp not here for your errant eyes sliming down our hips and thighs. in this city that is ours as much as yours we stride here on a mission that has naught to do with you.Continue reading On Any Given Sidewalk – Aurora Phoenix
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April 13 Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: “…write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended. For example, if you chose the phrase “A stitch in time saves nine,” you might reverse that into something like: ‘a broken thread; I’m late, so many lost.’ …” For today’s…
the killdeer eyed me somberly from a surreptitious vantage point after it had skittered its twinkled toed trek across my path. riverside plover pleads with me in him ring-necked scuttle to join him in the farce of his diversion \there is no nest nearby, oh walker\ so I avert my eyes, clouded with knowledge heavierContinue reading Weyward Walk- Aurora Phoenix
PFINGSTROSEN Monika Rinck in allen phasen der faltung nisten die büschel, geballte pakete, dicht, eng und stumm hockt in knospen das drängen nach fetten vermoddelten zentren in purpur und/oder weiß wohnen rücken an rücken hinübergebogene blüten auf krautigen stengeln und blühen sich rund. als es zu regnen angefangen hat, ich am halm in meinerContinue reading Things Rosy – Aurora Phoenix
give me your tired doth proclaim our lady of liberty so we may sell them snake oil extraordinaire slathered upon their bootstraps \secret to success\ upon which they pull and pull and pull hands crimped and cramping. in our lighted benighted – lands we shall work you to fragmented phalanges while we perk you upContinue reading Liberation Lyrics -Aurora Phoenix
every china shop quivers when they feel your bull trampling down the lane