“Data from an Air Force reserve unit reconnaissance aircraft… along with observations from the Bahamas and nearby ships… indicate the broad low pressure area over the Southern Bahamas has become organized enough to be classified as tropical depression twelve.”
–NATIONAL HURRICANE CENTER
A muted thread of gray light, hovering ocean,
Becomes throat, pulls in wriggle, anemone, kelp
widens with the want of it. I become
a mouth, thrashing hair, an overdone eye. How dare
the water belittle my thirst, treat me as just
another
small
disturbance,
try to feed me
from the bottom of its hand?
I will require praise,
Unbirdled winds to define my body.
a crime between my teeth
because
every women begins as weather,
sips slow thunder, knows her hips. Every woman
haors a chaos, can
wait for it, straddling a fever.
For now,
I console myself with small furies,
those dips in my dawning system. I pull in
a bored breath. The brine shivers.
2008
Regular
Contemporary
2023
Agency
Body & Body Image
Nature
Womanhood
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