Poetry – Page 48 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

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Notes from the Patriarchy – Excerpts

IN NUMBERS GREAT

Melting

I’ll Teach You

Leaving

May 28, 2018May 30, 2018 Mary Penner

I pull up to the stop sign Will I change my mind? I have done this before And returned once more I sit for a while and stare Remembering the care You so seldom gave You were always so angry Time and time again I made excuses back then Hateful Read more

Encounter

May 27, 2018May 26, 2018 Kristin Garth

If you encounter my body, it will pretend. Shy smile to stutter, eyes flutter, descend. Online I am open. I spill until arid is slush. My body encountered is hidden and hushed. I can’t speak the truth, but I will write it down. Words wing me to friends while I’m Read more

The Quickening

May 27, 2018May 30, 2018 Jesse Albatrosov

My favorite part of pregnancy was the idea of aliens inside me— limbs prodding beneath layers of muscles parted, tissues stacked tucking essential human elements of me and them together so we could feed off of each other symbiotically. I loved how they teased the outside world with impressions from Read more

Mama

May 25, 2018March 17, 2019 Julie Anderson

I know you gave it all away Mama, I know this you don’t have to say it Mama, I know you wanted more, you left your past all by yourself you knew that there was a way Oh, gosh Mama you tried to dig a trench to escape the real Read more

Most Days

May 24, 2018September 13, 2019 Elizabeth Regen

Most days I am not pretty- Too many things gone wrong to be pretty- Anything but pretty- I’m not a flower in your vase- I’m the one whose stem has snapped- I’m not blooming in the fields- I’m wrapped in paper at the grocery store. Most days I am not Read more

Ripper

May 24, 2018June 11, 2018 Megan Garner

Come, girls, come, Want to keep off the chill? Wrap your head in cloth To hide the head-dust and sores. Hide the greying at the roots, And the rasp in your voice. Pretend you’re younger– Talk higher, dip your eyes And cross your legs like they’ve never been spread. Pretend Read more

The Day After

May 23, 2018May 23, 2018 Christina Strigas

The sun is in my hair it feels gothic to send black hearts yet truthful. You have gone blocked the rain from touching my skin. You came and went in this caffeine rush not reading the menu nor my frazzled mind. All these nonsensical words lined up in disarray for Read more

Rebirth

May 22, 2018May 22, 2018 Brianna Scott

I peeled back the Earth I heard her scream in the hole I placed a seed the wound would heal I looked above, the sun will squeeze through the black fluff there’s a force greater than us but I lacked the tools And like the blind leading the fool I Read more