A Female Stain Bind my organs, stitch me from the inside out, wrap me in piano wire, a metal cocoon for the notes of my screams. Don’t let anyone hear me. Bury me deeper, in the ground, all those maggots in my hair wriggling like loose teeth, their bodies attracted to the death in my mouth. Make sure they fill me, make a home in my womb. I have a fantasy about the dress I’ll be wearing, a black number, paired with carnations woven through my eyes. Give the bouquet to my lover. Let him inhale me, like the first time I painted my skin— that perfume of fresh blood, all that iron on my hands. Don’t wash my body. Let me be filthy, a female stain on a white satin shroud, yes, dip my casket in ink, my eulogy a poem carved in wood. Keep my name safe. Let me live in their fear.
This poem is such absolute fire, I want to read it every day for the rest of my life.
fabulous!!