Sometimes it is the Great Unbecoming

Author | Lana Bella

sometimes the mouth
is a dried up old well,
nothing but flakes of
syllables and bloated
body with someone
else's speech,

sometimes the fingers
unbuckle the door's
latch to hurl shadows
out to where sleep is
curling over the rose-
bud contours as night
escapes like a walking

sometimes the mouth
picks specks of stone-
brittle bones from the
snow-curled winter air,
and then the pink floret
infuses a gush of spice
into the lungs, as if the
sky greets the weight of
the great unbecoming
with a click-march of
the dead returned--


Previously published with Elohi Gadugi

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.