You could have a big dipper   

Fever by Mary Senier

c/w: covid 19, not explicitly mentioned


my head is a pomegranate,

I said,

with an onion shoot at the crown

just an ordinary human head,

he said,

love try to get some rest

but I could feel the smooth pink slopes

bulbing the outer skin

skittling ping of seeds

slipped slippering slingshot

skipping their heels over

soft fruit flesh of festered skull

rattling sweetness rancid

sweating in the great glass bowl:

our bedroom



Mary Senier (she/her) is a poet from the Black Country (Twitter @MarySenier). She has been published by Abergavenny Small Press, The Alchemy Spoon, Ample Remains, Re-Side, Postscript and Tealight Press. She has work upcoming in Opia, Seafront Press, Fahmidan Journal, Journal of Erato, Burnt Breakfast, and Walled City Journal.



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