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Megan Denese Mealor
Megan Denese Mealor is the author of two poetry books, Bipolar Lexicon (Unsolicited Press) and Blatherskite (Clare Songbirds Publishing House). Recently she has delved into mediumship, psychic healing, and matters of the soul. For now, she resides in Jacksonville, Florida, with her beloved son.
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On the footsore motel TV,
lyrebirds reflect chainsaws
from a whitewash of tassel ferns,
claiming sanctuary in mine shafts
to wait out cancers of bushfire.
Her bones are soiled, unwashed:
a vivarium of lilac pin-up curls,
inkwell odes to the musical boys
she left behind in locker rooms
and on boiling Polish trains.
His echo is anchored, skin-deep,
resounding an ashless marcato,
cherry-bomb thunder on fossilstone.
He unchains his blue-eyed breakables
from the knotted arabesques.
She rations her shopworn relics,
from the crackle of her cardinal mouth
to nomadic blisters on garnished feet:
a rootless rosemary Ophelia,
spinning columbines from filiform.
The contused bedside console
whines beneath the wilting weight
of toasted breadline cigarillos
as songbirds simulate car alarms,
embezzling courtship canto.
“Untitled” by Zainab Zulfiqar. 2018. Digital Photograph.
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