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Anna Mirzayan

04 Nov Anna Mirzayan

HOLE BOUQUET



When I lie awake at night I ask myself:

Is my cunt a sheath, or a diaphragm through which I breathe
in the heavy scent of night flowers
spawning quietly in the kitchen?

Is my ovum a kind of verdant stomach
sucking in pale strands of moonlight
from your willing proboscis?

Deep ancient Dung!
my petals, my flower
that loves carcass more than soil…
What if I am just a metallic worm crawling about my own intestines
feeding on informatics?
What if my kissing head comes out my ass?

A proposition:
If matter is kingdom carbonate
then I will wear my painted shell.

In the morning light our green arms are similar,
stamens covered in cigarette dust,
Bisexual flora whose
Placentas ridge and crop like painted mountains,
Branching transversal flowers glance at each other
through tinted screens
Where a suprasensual florescence belies a
moist pleasing reality.

 


 

Anna is currently a PhD student in Theory at Western University in Ontario and her work focuses on feminism and Marxism. She uses the idea of theory-poems — using poetry to work through complex scholastic texts and to generate new language at the intersection of poetry and academia — to explore the queer femme experience in this capitalist hell world. She is obsessed with sci-fi and cyborgs and frequently uses them in her poetry. You can find her on Twitter @brekekexkoax.

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