A Bennie to be Wound

Author | Lana Bella

She is busy with disappointments and
soon will deprive her feet the soft-down
slippers as she floods her lips the swift
dance of watery coffee. If there was hope
once, it is now an appetite for green girls
who smelled of cornfield and wore dress
of dandelion plumes.

Today, she wakes with her throat's culled
by its rigid mesh, and her eyes are glass
marble pockmarked from gray ash shell.
But the porcelain skin, the one she irons
flat with the impermanence of Botox and
dermal fillers, still halts the left hook of
time and right jab of self-loathing.

Now she hugs her thin waist as she would
a gentlest probing of the syringe, for pale
sky returns shouts into the room, ruffles
the syllables of her shame, that resembles
nothing more than a pile of ill-gotten gains.
As the air of August holds a scent of rose-
buds, she draws deeper into the bowstring
of dewed soil; until the fallen tresses and
her lungs both grab each other's blues and
laugh.

 

previously published with Columbia Journal


About the Author | Lana Bella A Pushcart nominee, Lana Bella is an author of two chapbooks, Under My Dark (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2016) and Adagio (Finishing Line Press, forthcoming), has had poetry and fiction featured with over 280 journals, 2River, California Quarterly, Chiron Review, Columbia Journal, Poetry Salzburg Review, San Pedro River Review, The Hamilton Stone Review, The Ilanot Review, The Writing Disorder, Third Wednesday, Tipton Poetry Journal, Yes Poetry, and elsewhere, among others. She resides in the US and the coastal town of Nha Trang, Vietnam, where she is a mom of two far-too-clever-frolicsome imps.
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