call her name No Mercy

April 20, 2019

 

 

call her name No Mercy 

by alyssa hanna 

 

 

i wrote my name at the top

of a desert but when i blinked the wind had turned

the letters to a sad mouth drunk

with decanters and the fumes

of a scorched soul

                                    the lightning bugs burned

                                    and i couldn’t remember what

                                    they had called me when i

popped through pink

cyst laden flesh screaming into the screaming

cold

                  an unprepared set of hands

finding their way to

my body as a tomato freshly

picked off a vine

                                    i was an unripe fruit

or maybe a fruit that was far too ripe

                  what i mean to say

                  is that i have two birth certificates

                  but i don’t know which

                  is actually me

a white rose the purple flower of a carrot

of jaundice of brown eyes rolling

so far back into my brain

that i think i found my sense of purpose

or maybe just the root cut before growth enough

to notice that maybe something was planted

                                                                                              here

                                                      i was asking for a book

                                    i could not reach

                  when i saw the inside of my mind:

dark and running in circles

hurling my name into the air

and wondering if it would ever come down

 

 

 

_____________________________________________

 

 

alyssa hanna graduated from Purchase College in May 2016 with a degree in Creative Writing and a minor in History. Her poems have appeared in Reed Magazine, The Mid-American Review, The Naugatuck River Review, Cholla Needles, Crack the Spine, Rust + Moth, and was nominated for a 2017 Pushcart Prize. alyssa is an aquarium technician and intends on pursuing her MFA in Creative Writing. She lives in Westchester with her fish and four lizards. follow her @alyssawaking on twitter

 

 

Share on Facebook
Share on Twitter
Please reload

Featured Posts

The Arc of the Moral Universe is Long and Bends Toward Conflation

April 20, 2020

1/6
Please reload

Recent Posts

November 24, 2019

November 24, 2019

Please reload

Archive
Please reload

Search By Tags
Please reload

listedat_12060_2x.png
  • Facebook Social Icon
  • Twitter Social Icon
  • Instagram Social Icon

Copyright © 2020 Rhythm & Bones. All Rights Reserved.