UnfortunatelyLit By Lora Robinson
I have a poem
it is cubist
a Freudian arachnid
your body in the dark
angular, agoraphobic
phonetic
an alphabet so caliginous, Goya wept for its monochrome
Dada, your collages shim the door
with vulgar sounds of resemblance like
ascetic, not aesthetic
a dripping tooth tares my flesh
and I, torpid insect
weighting in the whey of separation
a curdling effigy, frenetic in my waking
to find you sloped and disparate
pupa flung hard from your web
so singular in your longing
and so far from home
Lora Robinson is a Maryland-born, Minneapolis-based poet, nonfiction writer, and cat-mom to Shark and Thea. Her poetry has appeared in Superfroot, Sad Girls Club, Crow & Cross Keys, Blue Mountain Review, and Ethel Zine, among others. She is a nursing student and a recent alum of the Art Farm, Nebraska residency. Her first poetry chapbook will be published in 2022 by akinoga press. Connect with her on Instagram @theblondeprive and Twitter @starsinmyteeth.
Why we chose this piece: This poem has a relentless energy that yanked us through from beginning to end. The imagery and surrealism make the words pop off the page, and her use of allusion is great.
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