Angelina Mazza
Poem for the Apocalypse
We never asked for this
spring, didn’t boil
our water twice. Burned
tea bags to cover our
bases, bit our nails
to spit them back
out. Began each
lay prayer with please,
last one, promise, peeled
our afternoon skin off
the bed sheets. Outside,
one blue glove
tied to a wet tree branch
hangs above our living
room window like a
rubber crucifix.
NOTE: A reading of Angelina's poem may be found on The VS Podcast hosted by Danez Smith and Franny Choi.
spring, didn’t boil
our water twice. Burned
tea bags to cover our
bases, bit our nails
to spit them back
out. Began each
lay prayer with please,
last one, promise, peeled
our afternoon skin off
the bed sheets. Outside,
one blue glove
tied to a wet tree branch
hangs above our living
room window like a
rubber crucifix.
NOTE: A reading of Angelina's poem may be found on The VS Podcast hosted by Danez Smith and Franny Choi.
Biography
Angelina Mazza is a writer and editor from Tio’tià:ke (Montreal). She is currently completing her BA in English Literature and Gender & Social Justice Studies at McGill University. She reads for Frontier Poetry, and edits for Scrivener Creative Review and Yiara Magazine. Her work has appeared in Farrago and The Mcgill Daily. She wants to talk to you about Carly Rae Jepsen & that final season of She-Ra. You can find her on Twitter @angejmazza.
