Hunger incises in the original register of wail & root
the blue veins feeding down through
chambers deliquesce as a generation latches suffrage & hope
to return to loft though nothing
altered the course with abundance
as` a fettered & vetted body carries a song
across nails of hardwood floors & under a wide stile
& upon my sheet to be heard.
Upon my draped & veiled pleasure thick purple leaves cultivate
a spherical heart & head
eased the pain of engorgement & withered
calm before the little white knives pierce silver
cross blood with sustenance in a flout of august moon.
Brent House is a native of Hancock County, Mississippi, where he raised cattle and watermelons on the family farm. Currently, he is a contributing editor for The Tusculum Review. His first chapbook, The Saw Year Prophecies, was published by Slash Pine Press.