Poetry: “egg” by Tameca L Coleman

1

the desert demands
a new

view

when waiting is a death

 

pop out the eye
turn the retina
inside        out

 

turn out    lungs
make the heart

speak

reverse

the gut            soften
bone    let

follow
flesh    innards wrapped        blood and bone paste

 

a shell

in bright sun    the exterior
blinds

peck away the interior

the protective eye has become
a waiting that is a life

 

 

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Tameca L Coleman is a singer, writer, massage therapist, itinerant nerd, and point-and-shoot tourist in her own town. She has published work in many genres. She has also performed and recorded music with many different bands. She doodles sometimes and likes weird music and dancebreaks. For more information about her work, find her via her social media handle @sireneatspoetry.

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1. (“Black Mesa”, Biosphere featuring Joan Lorring) — April – June 2018

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