There are so many ways to consume a body, why choose?
Storm-swallow it, snap it, let it sink and fill in the salted
dark. Glean the parts that show immortal growth. Pickle
the body and place it on the mute tongue swollen with
prayer. A body whole is a body broken. Collect the
trinkets on the newscaster’s list: enough sacrificial gods to
fill Wall Street. The body is surrounded and glowing with
campfire. Shut down every way out and the body will
become wholly itself. Give it water and it will open to
release an Amen.
Jessica Beyer is a writer and educator from Baltimore, MD. Her poems have been published in MiPoesias, The Adroit Journal, decomP, The Anemone Sidecar, and other journals and anthologies. She has a MFA in Poetry from New York University and a BA in English and Creative Writing from Emory University. She is currently looking for a publisher for her first poetry collection Questions for Damage. When not writing or working, Jessica spends as much time as possible water skiing, SCUBA diving, and traveling. You can find her at jessicabeyer.com and on twitter @jessicahbeyer.