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Poetry

Allison Hummel

By September 18th, 2020 No Comments

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If I knew about anything,
I’d discuss it now

the thickness
of its nature and
its alluring cartilages.

Pitch and buck
in its soup
as time deteriorates,
a rolo chain of
dna.

Like how it’s said
sing for song drives away
the wolves, or

my mom’s assiduous
construction of soda
bread for no reason

egg washing scones

inducing hinge-jawed
blossoms
from the mast
of a naked
green orchid

the sheepshank knot
of still-dark mornings,
afterwork interludes
and weekends

playing across her hands
like light

 

 

 

 

Allison Hummel is based in Los Angeles. Her work has recently appeared in Francis House, Flag & Void, Fine Print and Cordite Poetry Review. Work is forthcoming from The Meadow and a chapbook, New High, will be released soon by Ziggurat Press.