Wound from the Mouth of a Wound
Interesting to note exactly who picks up the poetry pen. What life experience, what event, led to the decision? And did the poet even have a choice, or was poetry the last, best way to express what they knew hadn’t been expressed before? In the work of transgender, cripple-punk torrin a. greathouse, we now know of an unknown world that leaves us changed.
Metaphors for My Body, Postmortem
Obituary
of slipped tongues;
A new dress stained darker
than the sky; A toe tag
corrected; The letter M
in deep red ink; Mortician’s makeup
palette correcting the makeup I died in;
Shirt too tight to hide my breasts; Y
incision before chromosome;
A votive candle—face scrubbed
down to glass; A low attended
protest/funeral;
The news report; A man
in woman’s clothing;
The photo album exhumed
& gutted; A mother’s favorite
picture of her son; A body
buried male; Closed casket;
Endless closet; The grave
—an open mouth
my family lines like teeth;
Another tombstone vandalized;
Another hashtag trending & then
;
Reviewed by
Matt Sutherland
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