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Allison Hummel

By September 18th, 2020No Comments


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

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
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.