Brijit Reed

La Bouche

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walk-walking  ambulating everywhere– pitch-pitching,  plummeting here, hurt-hurtling there with the quirking jerks– the jerking quirks– the spinning whirls  whirling and twirls that send me  through fields of possibilities and spasms that sometimes  make me bleed from the head– sometimes the eyes, the ears, the mouth– and the heart instead. la bouche bouching, the masticate masticating, the French frenching, the kiss kissing, the touch touching– gaping maw mawing, chewing us up– spitting us out.  mouthful of electricity coursing forcibly through my nerves of their own volition– will willing  to reconstruct structures…read more

Blood Orange

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teeth breaking flesh, blood orange juice bursting, dripping down my chin, wine-colored tear-stains blossoming on my skin. peeling, bleeding, feeling freeing– fragrant jelly-red blood cells and bittersweet strips of endocarp flaying from my bruised and ripened heart, clotting, spilling seeds onto the ground to sow and regenerate, refresh and invigorate– warm and pulpy flesh once more.

Pontiac

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i’m in the backseat, propping my tiny bare feet on the window of daddy’s Pontiac. i watch as the clouds and telephone poles outside create flickering patterns of light and shadows inside the car as we hurtle down the highway. my stomach churns from the smell of wet dog and stale cigarettes. daddy’s loud percussive shouting and the motion of the wheels on the pavement drive my unease deeper. i feel sick. i can’t wait to be home, where i can sit alone outside in the silent, still, and immaculate…read more

Ouroboros

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you poured me in your cup  but i never measured up to what you wanted  from me or your dreams  for my future.  i can see– i can see  from the Light  behind my eyes that you never were a wise benign or humane creature.  your mind was brutal. your heart was insane.  you always took– always took more than you gave– breaking waves of hearts as you dug graves for a better Life and a better future. i complied for a while, consumed and defiled by your utility of…read more

Green Man

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date palms itchy qualms calloused palms book of psalms palmed dates love hates swanned lake locked gates heavy wait weighted words bated lips slim hips shallow sips losing grips unequivocally quizzical metaphysically mystical tangentially tragically Magic man his brawny arms his lucky charms his worldly-wise irish eyes time flies when you’re older bolder colder and wiser my green man my keen man just passing through devoting his view to the old the new the striving the thriving the weak the strong and the dying.

Future Things Well-Remembered

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i’m so glad i got to see you. i’m glad you got to see me too. i’m glad we got to be here  at the same time  and space continuum, sharing precious oxygen as we throw punches  and cry victim before we learn to fly.  i recall my supple, perfumed skin wrapped tightly around  my willowed arms,  your half-closed eyes, your slow smoky grin.  remember our hollow laughter,  our prismatic eyes, tangled hair, and beseeching postures? see our resilient vulnerability? our tender bellies and our brittle hearts? see how they…read more

Mater Nostra

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she used to bite her words but now she spits them out  before they waste and rot  in her mouth, landing in the earth and creating worlds that are better, taking pictures  of the things you can not see, recording them in her book  for eternity. she tugs light from the ground (it loses inertia) and gives birth to the  beauty she delivers  through the earth, becoming the air that we breathe and the things we perceive.  pater noster, mater nostra, matron, mother– otras costas,  patron, father bipolar polarity– Life…read more

Yellow Song

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every time we bounce our sunny buttery ball between us it shines brighter and BIGGER it gets bigger and BRIGHTER and sings in fuzzy buzzy yellow honey bee hums, “this is my love, my joy, my light” i see you     –you see me– candy-flavored sun, spun of sunflowers, daffodils, and buttercups         bubblingup to the surface and out into   s p a c e, tugging me to the place that i belong, while the narrator narrates my life, speaking words of rites– words i’ve wronged….read more

Mother Deer

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Great Mother brought her deer to Life and Life said, “don’t make sacrifices for me. i don’t give you Life for you to take it or break it. it is for cultivating– not killing.” Great Mother bowed, pressing her head to the ground, and she said, “it is with profound gratitude that i accept this Life and live it to the best of my abilities. i will instruct the flowers and the trees to leave signal trails of my love and devotion for You. Life will be the message of…read more

Mother’s Milk

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  i rowed my little boat, my little boat         across the river.   i forgot to ask– did you make it to the other side?   i did, and then i drank, and then i drank the color of the sky through my hollow throat,   and it sounded like Mother’s Milk, like Mother’s Milk, and it nourished all my bones–          even the Past and the Present.   the scavengers, the farmers, the warriors, and the goddesses– the devout, the sacred, and…read more