Flesh (of my flesh) ~ Anna Zarra Aldrich

Petrified animals mock my transformation
the {{People}} are entranced
read: entrapped. 

A stranger chops off my feet and replaces them with the head of a broom 

He has cut the tip of my tongue 
I cannot tell anyone this man will kill me:

this is intimate 
this is violence.

I know everyone who is witnessing this. 

I swallow myself cut by cut. 

~~~

Anna Zarra Aldrich is a Brooklyn-based scholar and poet. Her work frequently deals with themes of embodiment and environmentalism. Her poetry has recently appeared in Street Cake Mag, Uppagus, and Twin Pies Literary.

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