yellow years
Maria Duran
rot is good rot is all rot blesses all
things with decay’s sweet kiss.
musty-dark. in your arms i am
an unspooling of interactions - thief,
mother, masturbator, terror in the night,
sweet child. in your arms
i am pried open - my mouth an orchid with no winter.
with no winter.
all shattered cities grow anew small
thin mycosis. small thin instead-of-grass,
not-flowers, not-fowl / new economics of forgiveness
forgive us
we eat each other amidst the ruins. broad bites,
rounded muscle to chew slowly.
parasitic no longer,
bourgeoisie-redeemed,
the body made a flesh-machine.
in your arms i am pried open.
in your arms i am a good sacrifice
a new saint. this city’s own wife,
& mycosis is the name
gasped
under my spouse / unmarrowed bones shrinking,
blooming a thousand times. feed on me / survive.
Maria Duran (she/her) is a PhD candidate, and finalist of the 2024 Lisbon Poetry Festival. Her literary work has been published Gilbert & Hall Press, Black Moon Magazine, tiny wren lit, Iceblink Lit, among others. Her art works can be found in several zines. (@m.mar.duran) • Instagram.