Tuesday poem #169 : Brynne Rebele-Henry : two poems

Osteoporisis:

your mouth a red balloon plague    a strange flower

Frozen baroque, we make ice our incantation dressing room powder-nosed

Slip of a fake silk dress, cardboard soles

Sore bitten legs, you are an ice rose-covered creature

Your sewn-on faux gemstones clatter against berlin

If the world was ragweed he says

Spine

Tornado, torpedo zeppelin

Its mouth the shape of the hair forsaken

On the altar where the dog’s throat went boom

His chin a sugar

Twisted maple, railroads at night

Being a blank is inconvenient

He sold his arm for cough syrup and a magnifying glass

Back broken on the splay

Brynne Rebele-Henry’s poetry, fiction, and visual art have appeared in such journals as The Volta, Revolver, Souvenir, Pine Hills Review, Open House, Powder Keg, So to Speak, Ping Pong, The Offending Adam and other magazines, and her work is forthcoming in Adroit, Denver Quarterly, and Prairie Schooner among other publications.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan