Reabsorption Elegy
Daughter, I won’t make milk for you anymore. The body retreats. It reclaims miracles. Published in Glint Literary Journal.
MoreDaughter, I won’t make milk for you anymore. The body retreats. It reclaims miracles. Published in Glint Literary Journal.
MoreMy poem “Miracle of the River Pig” is live today at Goblin Fruit, and you can listen to me read it there as well! It’s a grotesque and somewhat experimental poem for me recounting my experience in the Southern California desert near the New River. I began drafting the poem in Brenda Hammack‘s fairytale workshop […]
MoreJennifer Givhan Miscarriage In a field where a hot air balloon waits tethered, children balancing umbrellas and wearing party hats plant birthday bouquets; where they grow the swollen bulbs push open the soil smelling of clay and fingerpaint. Even the sky celebrates in reverse, hanging like pigtails from a jungle gym. Not many daffodils or […]
More2. Looking Glass The image in the mirror appears whole though I swear I am a fragment. Columnar self, I am my own grotesque other body. I fell asleep inside my pod and woke to red, where oceans are dry as salt flats, where red means lost and lost means dead. (Read the […]
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