| Arsenic Lobster poetry journal |
Issue Thirty-six Winter 2014 |
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| Aspects of the Dream are Aspects of the Dreamer : 1 Jill Khoury I wake with my mother’s suicide spirit on my chest. [thermodynamics] [domesticated] Her limbs vine in mine She’s wasted [stainless] [litheness] from starvation but lashes me to the mattress, lights up like a spider web when the moonlight hits her. [wisteria] [echoised] I pull [knurling] [winching] her arms, and when that doesn’t work my nails pinch her skin. She wails, animal. [shrapnel] [haymaker] We grapple across the hardwood. I bruise one bone after another. [chordate] [wrest] crack and vulture who screamed evil witch I palm her face slam her head into the floor. We twin skinsleek, liquid, fluid. [chimera] [fettered] Finally she can’t hold on |
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