A Poem by Holly Mitchell

Author: Poetry Editor

August 27, 2019

This week, a poem by Holly Mitchell.

 

Bird When Carved

 

The demonic is leanly maroon
________cateye liner with monkstraps to match.

Tugging the merrythought apart
________I feel short & enormous

goddess of reluctant fertility
________almost ovulating agleam in patent

leather or mucus. I haven’t said
________a word but between my neck & breast

I carry hers. She says sex is irreplaceable
________all language tropic. There’s nothing

I wouldn’t read the beginning of.

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HOLLY MITCHELL is a poet from Kentucky, now based in New York. Holly received an MFA in Creative Writing from New York University and has poems in Baltimore Review, Juked, and Narrative, among other journals.