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Father and Christ

Here’s the broken body like bread, so many
jagged pieces together all dipped in wine: a scratch here,
a drop there. If spines and joints could be chopped apart
like so many broken sentences, this would be
a string of stuttered speech: the King’s oration,
born as a black-haired and fallow-skinned man but now a collection
of words busted apart and barely held together by ragged
strings. A lament of blood here, a dislocated shoulder
there.
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Carnival

Fair Fireworks by Auburnne Wyork
Fair Fireworks by Aurburnne Wyork

This poem was written for two reasons: 1) it’s (I think) #2 in the series some persona poems that I am working on, and 2) for Read Write Poem Prompt #98: Whee!. The persona is actually one my my alter egos, Nick Raven. Without further explanation, I’ll give you the poem below. Enjoy.

-Nicole
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They think I’m part of the carnival acts. I slip
in and out of shadows, tent pole magic in thin, lanky lines of sable
and squares of canvas casting liquid rhombi of black
upon the ground. All of this, created
by sallow, maudlin, and rainbow lights. The skin
of this exuberant monstrosity is littered with them, and it stinks
of popcorn, cakes made of tangled messes of fried squiggle, and syrup
recast into clouds of pale color and dancing
on the ends of sticks.
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