with nothing holding that small woman in place but knifed ether.
and flashes she is both here and not here.
“They’re riding her!”
not to her tangled twin brothers.
The middens of miscarriage.
bucking the burbling unborn off luminous shoulders.
they can fly straight to hell.
the girl’s arsonist heart, her abandoned fire.
Amy Baskin is featured in Cirque, VoiceCatcher, Friends Journal, and more. She is a 2018 and 2016 Willamette Writers Kay Snow Poetry Award recipient. When she’s not writing, she matches international students at Lewis & Clark with local volunteers to help them feel welcome and at home while in Oregon.