Image: John Clowder
to begin, she blinds
herself of memory

& suddenly his hands are
a deer born in the dark

she paws him
his brag of dust

his slate & husk
her tender gorse

mist of stonewound
rain married to musk

all the orchards baubled with
antlers, damsons, foxholes

remember his girl, remember
her legs cocked like a handgun

the wall, a brocade of catalana moths
as if the light sequinned each crucifix

to body a bridge – halved at mortise
tarsus limned with an anemic hum

take her veins, her viral arbors
o’ Endymion, where

were you, when she
was a livid asymptote

when gravity was a claw
trapped in the striae

of uncoupled stars
was grotto & torch

a rosary of razors
a god at triage

all the burn-marks
all the snakepit altars

holy of such honeyed
rum tinder in her

arrowed songbird
such dagger-brush

as if lightning had
wandered into that

sheep of skin



seshat : Egyptian goddess of writing


Scherezade Siobhan

Scherezade Siobhan is an Indo Rroma hack scribbler and social scientist. Her work has been featured, read, performed, danced and sung internationally - in art galleries, journals, rehab centres and bios of okcupid users. She is the author of Bone Tongue (Thought Catalog Books, 2015), Father, Husband (Salopress, 2015) and to dhikr, i (Pyramid Editions, Forthcoming) and is the creator/curator of a global conversation on gendered violence and street harassment, The Mira Project.

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