Mamashee Issue No.1 Volume 3 (2)

Herewith, the latest selection from dusted-off published poetry and short fiction, circa 1970s vintage and beyond....

Lover

The first
fond dismemberment
occurred when I delivered
my languid limbs
to that dark night.

And burned.
You picked among
the ashes and raised
like a banner
my shattered thighbone.

Later, when rain
fell on deaf air
you leaped the chasm
of my resistance to
wander the corridors
of my mind.

Desolate
I withdrew to
scatter suicidal poetry
to the four winds.

There is this about me;
that I recall your
crisp and juicy hide.
Vivisectionist,
come back!

c. 1979 Rita Rosenfeld
published in Mamashee, Spring 1979