WOMEN + POETRY

I will have a poem published in the January inaugural issue of WOMB. Very cool.

Every time I say the word, womb, I have to think about it. Such a strange word, such a mouthful packed into one syllable. Womb. I'll look into the roots of the word, but in the mean time, here's a poem:

womb

whether you decide to use that power or not
it is a power, a place to grow life whether
you grow a body there or not, it is a land,
lawless: food, energy, warmth, life
given freely even at risk of own
the only warring is how low
your own supplies can go
until body outgrows
rends free to obey
rules of airy
tomb

I also have poems forthcoming in two of issues of remark - a 'zine of damn fine poetry.

I've always wanted to use the word "forthcoming."