Picaroon Poetry - Issue #17 - July 2019
Featuring poetry by Sharon Phillips, Peter Burrows, Kitty Coles, alyssa hanna, Crystal Anderson, John L. Stanizzi, Chris Hemingway, Sue Kindon, Kathleen Strafford, Jenna Velez, Maureen Daniels, Samuel Guest, Charlie Hill, John Son, Beth Bayley, Visar, Bethany W Pope, Luke Kuzmish, Gerard Sarnat, Chris Hardy, Erik Fuhrer, Christopher Hopkins, John Raffetto, Andrew Shields, Bo Meson, Brian Comber, Martin Zarrop, Kristin Garth, Maiya Dambawinna, David Bankson, Jeffrey Zable, Rickey Rivers Jr, Anthony Watts, Donna Dallas, Chuka Susan Chesney, and Tobi Alfier. Picaroon is, as always, lovingly edited by Kate Garrett.
Featuring poetry by Sharon Phillips, Peter Burrows, Kitty Coles, alyssa hanna, Crystal Anderson, John L. Stanizzi, Chris Hemingway, Sue Kindon, Kathleen Strafford, Jenna Velez, Maureen Daniels, Samuel Guest, Charlie Hill, John Son, Beth Bayley, Visar, Bethany W Pope, Luke Kuzmish, Gerard Sarnat, Chris Hardy, Erik Fuhrer, Christopher Hopkins, John Raffetto, Andrew Shields, Bo Meson, Brian Comber, Martin Zarrop, Kristin Garth, Maiya Dambawinna, David Bankson, Jeffrey Zable, Rickey Rivers Jr, Anthony Watts, Donna Dallas, Chuka Susan Chesney, and Tobi Alfier.
Picaroon is, as always, lovingly edited by Kate Garrett.
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Maureen Daniels<br />
The Flesh of Vows<br />
In our bed<br />
we are cast again into gridlock,<br />
your mouth,<br />
bitter soot, my body,<br />
death’s dais.<br />
You call this<br />
commitment,<br />
this trek<br />
back and forth<br />
to the half-life of release.<br />
Your hands<br />
fling waxes<br />
that harden<br />
against my thighs,<br />
our palms fuse<br />
in the hot-light.<br />
Think how many times<br />
I could have killed you.<br />
The pulp of your body<br />
lodged in me:<br />
Spine. Testicles. Toes.<br />
The married flesh<br />
of our vows,<br />
a dead thing.<br />
There is no stitch for this wound,<br />
no song to sing ourselves serene.<br />
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