what is inside you, toad
what witness your ancient eyes
did she carry you in her pocket did her fingers
caress the bulbs and craters of your skull
did your ribs rebirth
after the squire’s dog mauled her in the march mizzle
what witness:
the view from the summit was primrose and low
low and jewel-stark
witness the stars crumbling around her as
her molecules copulated like fireflies with the swampy sky
released by rage
how long did you watch
how many skins
did you crawl out of into
centuries hunger-lit?
Anna Rivers
Anna Rivers is a PhD candidate at the University of Warwick, where her research explores haunting and mysticism in nineteenth-century women’s poetry. Her own poetry and short fiction have been published in magazines including STORGY, Ash Tales, The Eunoia Review and Book of Matches.
Artwork: Annie Stegg
Website: https://www.gallerygerard.com/the-art-of-annie-stegg