Jude Marr
I Tell Myself that Mammals May Give Birth to Birds
mouth me your fears: I will swallow them, ravenous like a raven snatching
fright, I hoard my belly ululates, filled with dread- worms
hardwired, I channel you / dread (we are earth: we are flight)
whisper your antipathies who do you gut? whose flesh gobbets do you label
before banishment? if, stopping by snowy woods, you find a raven’s wing
will you / I mourn?
leaf-drift, snow-drift, ash-heap: what lies beneath? a creature
shot and bleeding: if I / you shovel drifts whose wounds
will we expose?
I lie beneath leaf-drift, snow-drift, ash-heap a creature
deep-sleeping: if I struggle to rise might I free
our self?
I am earth: fear my umbilical anchors me untethered, I am flight.
fright, I hoard my belly ululates, filled with dread- worms
hardwired, I channel you / dread (we are earth: we are flight)
whisper your antipathies who do you gut? whose flesh gobbets do you label
before banishment? if, stopping by snowy woods, you find a raven’s wing
will you / I mourn?
leaf-drift, snow-drift, ash-heap: what lies beneath? a creature
shot and bleeding: if I / you shovel drifts whose wounds
will we expose?
I lie beneath leaf-drift, snow-drift, ash-heap a creature
deep-sleeping: if I struggle to rise might I free
our self?
I am earth: fear my umbilical anchors me untethered, I am flight.
Biography
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Jude Marr (they, their) teaches, and writes poetry, as protest. Their chapbook, Breakfast for the Birds (Finishing Line), was published in 2017. Recent credits include Anti-Heroin Chic, Harbor Review, and One Magazine. Jude is currently a PhD candidate at the University of Louisiana at Lafayette. Follow them @JudeMarr1 and find more of their work at www.judemarr.com
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