no woman's land

BLESS THE GLUTTON

i want to eat the eyes of my father and i want
to eat the moon from the sky. i want to taste
the blood of a cloud, the meat of a star, the pith
of a distant planet. i want a black hole for a mouth,
swallowing everything i come across. i want to eat
the apple of a man's throat. i want to eat the rib
i was born from. i want to eat the placenta of grief.
i want to eat loss so loss can never grow wings again.
i want to eat my mother's burdens before they become
my own. i want to eat my own before my own can eat themselves.
i want to eat memory out of my grandmother's hands.
i want to eat my father whole, even the regret, even the bones.
i want to eat want like carrion.