The following poem by Mollie Wohlforth ’15 was published in Polyphony H.S. Her work has also been published by Canvas Literary Magazine and BRICKrhetoric Literary & Visual Arts Journal. She was co-editor-in-chief of NA’s literary magazine, Prisms.
Unembellished We
We stand with no secrets for we have trapped them in Mason Jars with holes gouged in the lid. Secrets hum syllables but our ravenous teeth swat them down from the sky. Effigy the broken kingdoms, the broken bones, the broken promises. Balm it all Find mica flakes glinting gray inside your callouses. Balm them too. We passive, but the good kind. We aggressive, but the good kind. A cicatrix will someday uncocoon and we will be more butterfly than human. Uncrating joyfully, we human with our wings touching. Our radiant botany stands unembellished.
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