Seeds

I.
You push us into
the river. Sky leaks
pulp—
devours our dandruff &
dead skin

II.
We cracked
the air with hollow
screams. You ate
the fractured sky as
we howled

III.
I used to kneel in
the bathroom until my knees
seeped scabs.
I asked
God to love us but
I never heard back

IV.
You made home in
my hip bones. We’re only
sheets—sticky as
love

V.
I know you heard my whimpers
in the shower, found my
blood chalked in the crevices of
tiles—my pores
a spring
of autumn colors.
Never clean
enough

VI.
You thought I couldn’t hear
the murmurs of your pleasure—
the tickle of your lips
as you spat
sex through your teeth
alone

VII.
We grow warm
as stars slip towards
the river. You let the
supernova swallow
me

VIII.
I swallow you
soft & spit your seeds—
you’ll never grow inside
me

Jodie Kahan is a senior in high school. She lives in South Florida and attends Pine Crest School. She attended the Iowa Young Writers’ Studio this past summer and has won national Scholastic Art & Writing Awards.

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One Response to Seeds

  1. Powerful writing I must say,great work!!

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