Tim Sackton CC
Who have I become,
under this new moon
I shed my pronouns.
Don’t call me by my name,
I go by auxiliary verbs
Can I shatter the pillars on the pier?
Could I batter my bones into shooting stars?
Sleep is fragile as breath is fragile,
I toss and tar under the sheets,
but I know how to blanch on water.
Can I swim to the moon at the horizon?
Could I split sand as a drop of ocean?
Make a wish as to who I am now,
the whaling wave against the temple--
a streamlined body at last.
Christina Hennemann is the author of the poetry pamphlet “Illuminations at Nightfall” (Sunday Mornings at the River, 2022). She won the Luain Press Poetry Competition and was shortlisted in the Anthology Poetry Award and the Onyx Fall Contest. Her work is published in The Moth, fifth wheel, National Poetry Month Canada, Brigids Gate Press, Tír na nÒg and elsewhere. She is based in Ireland and currently working on a full-length poetry collection. www.christinahennemann.com
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