Meg Tuite

 

 

(USA)

 

 

 

when does no come in

 

Words gnarled, prowling when Mom left

the normal slicing of sound and meaning

rimmed furniture like delicate dust

in other rooms when yes

became the rustling of papers

 

Mom articulated danger in limbs

strange-angled   quiver and shook,

two submissive words

no one could look in the face

lightning pooled through her

blocked her view of herself

when the doctor prescribed

electric shock therapy  a series

strapped into a thesaurus

barren and ridiculous as a dry well

 

Passive beauty compelled to whisper

words were narrow corridors

detours from the irritating thud

of bodies wind-bruising beds

 

Mom asked for coffee,

not children

while she was away for six weeks

and language,

no one could look it in the face

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Meg Tuite‘s writing has appeared in numerous literary journals. She is the author of two short story collections, Bound By Blue (2013) Sententia Books and Domestic Apparition (2011) San Francisco Bay Press, and three chapbooks, the latest titled, Her Skin is a Costume (2013) Red Bird Chapbooks. She won the Twin Antlers Collaborative Poetry award from Artistically Declined Press for her poetry collection, Bare Bulbs Swinging (2014) written with Heather Fowler and Michelle Reale and is currently working on a mixed genre collection to be published in late 2014. She teaches at the Santa Fe Community College, lives in Santa Fe with her husband and menagerie of pets.
Her blog: http://megtuite.com

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