This selection, chosen by Guest Editor Jordi Alonso, is from Hexenhaus by Sarah Nichols, released by Milk & Cake Press.
All the Floors Are Darkness
After Suspiria (2018)
The red network is
Mother, I see you floating
shadow cast in deep
A queen rotten with age,
night-bland, a mouth enormous.
I am becoming another name: devourer.
Dark house. I mother myself. Red tongue,
witch-doll, bitter spider, body.
radiance sleeps in me: it burns, sighs
hooks bursting with old blood, a bride of glass.
Nothing burns. This is what it is to be complete.
Note: This poem is a cento, using the work of Sylvia Plath, with lines from “Pursuit,” “The Disquieting Muses,” “Ouija,” “Lorelei,” “Poem for a Birthday: Who,” “Poem for a Birthday: Maenad,” “Poem for a Birthday :Dark House,” “Poem for a Birthday: Witch Burning,” “Widow,” “Poppies in July,” “Berck-Plage,” “Elm,” and “Event.” All of these are found in Plath’s Collected Poems (New York: Harper and Row, 1981. Print.)
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