“She comes to me like money.” — Anne Marie Rooney in Jellyfish 7

5 Nov

Anne Marie Rooney dropped two poems inside the new Jellyfish, and they tremble tremble tremble in and out of life, in and out of me. WOW.

Offer you mother my peak. Parambulation. Parchment with parched

Wrists. Spent dry or decapitated. Center of scent which unplies me,

Multiplies. Entry and canter, dissenter and stop. Some amble-outing

Angle to mother my mangle. Angel in the ether. Offer you

Mother heart, chin, no neither. You take the breather from my barter,

Then smile down through it.

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