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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Alexa Doran is currently working on her PhD at Florida State University. She has recently been featured in Guernica, Tahoma Literary Review, and Queen Mob’s Teahouse. For a complete list of her publications, awards, and interviews, please visit her website.
Mother Darling Talks to God
I know what the other mothers think. I feel their umbrellas against my skin
that particular plastic wind they think will skim my conscience. I’ve already
stripped the curtains. Nylon to satin, my house a terrarium, the windows a
cloak at my throat. Now, cupcake or semen, they see what I’m eating. They
know Father Darling’s every stroke. I did not know until now that privacy
is a kind of hope — but I don’t need a shaft of dust buttered slats or a velvet
stuttered draft, I need a home with the eyelids tacked back and a wall wide
periscope. And those who suggest this surveillance is a séance do not get
that my children aren’t dead. No, I don’t traffic in magic. My children will
fit in the rip left by Jesus when he made that round trip but forgot to teach
us how to rise again from the gulches and beaches. Meet me in the bog be
hind my house. God, wear whatever you want. Just teach me to see three
versions of me, like Jesus saw the Trinity, as the air shaved his body to clove.
"Mother Darling Talks to God" is part of a larger series of Peter Pan based poems. You can find other poems in the series in recent issues of The McNeese Review, Dying Dahlia Review, Cactus Heart, TL;DR and in great weather for media's The Other Side of Violet anthology.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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