Day Three
(listen to the poem, read by the author)
Sweatpants eating me alive
cardboard-stiff, stale toast
paper-thin slices
dusted with dry crimson flakes
tough and gamey
an internal struggle
fading into the worn-out
cosmic gyre
introductory revolutions
of a black hole
Purple weary of my skin
Red refuses to peel back
my pale eyelids
Scraps of pinkflesh
in its dripping jaws
Teeth tunneling outward
into my celestial depths
Melodic drumming
fills arterial pools
death by drowning
succumbed to a spiral
twisted from the inside out
Glistening pool of
my attention
hits the m(ar)oonlight
and vanishes
without a
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About the Author
Raven Kameʻenui-Becker (they/them) is a queer and disabled Kanaka Maoli (Native Hawaiian) from Maunalua, Oʻahu. They live with their spouse in Colorado and hold a BA in psychology from the University of Hawaiʻi at Mānoa. Raven is a writer, artist, and MFA student in Interdisciplinary Arts.