I want the sunset ripening like orange. Peeling back the illusion of stages. I thought death happened fast like rubbing my wrists together harvests the rind. I indulge the soporific flame that blooms its prayers into night: Somewhere near the blue volume a tricky finger casts the self-medicating moon; I wear a collarbone of constellations shedding phases the lens targets the last star - -
The psychic submerges me in water / tells my fortune / in blue cards The physician plucks the cord / across my collarbones / like anchors / slipping away My therapist asks for permission / pulls out a fistful of dead stars / to plant ocean-deep The doctor makes a note / that the fortune teller can’t decipher / turns my palms / to perennial asylum The specialist predicts the clocks / will collapse / prescribes the zodiac / be drained of all its gold The archaeologist unburies the collection / taps at sealed lids / as the archivist jots a log / with bloated hieroglyphs / appraises the value of jars / we wouldn’t be drowned in
The birdhouse on Boychuk
for Grace & persistence
Fence-top birdhouse winks its red roof, hewn with weather. Her eyes wander when we hit the light at this bustling intersection, every time she thrusts a soft finger toward the sky, The birdhouse, Mama! It’s a reflex to ask next when winter will end while we wait like snow for the red breasts of robins to return, I think about how I want to drive by in the middle of the night, when I can slow down and calculate the immeasurable value of silence, but the light turns green, so I tell her there’s an end to everything, I promise we’ll be flying again soon.
Jaime Speed (she/her) lives, works, and plays in Saskatchewan, Canada. A fan of reading, gardening, throwing weights, and dancing badly, she has recently been published in The Rat’s Ass Review, Hobo Camp Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, OyeDrum Magazine, Global Poemic, Psaltery & Lyre, Channel, New Feathers Anthology, The Wild Word, They Call Us, Eunoia Review, Flora Fiction, Neologism Poetry Journal, and The Whorticulturalist, along with collections by Ship Street Poetry, Gnashing Teeth Publications, White Stag Publishing, and Indie Blu(e) Publishing. Her prose poetry was selected for Best Small Fictions 2021 by Sonder Press.