woman as bedsore, trampled by violets by Tanya Rakh

now you see her

now you taste

everything as ash

she says mauve

she says thunder

you stay a kettle on

an electric memory

my heart is not rotten

I know because it looks

just like yours

Tanya Rakh was born on the outskirts of time and space in a cardboard box. After extensive planet-hopping, she currently makes her home near Houston, Texas where she writes poetry, surrealist prose, and cross-genre amalgamations. Her writing has appeared in numerous journals including The Gasconade Review, Redshift 4, Literary Orphans, Fearless, Yes, Poetry, and The Rye Whiskey Review. Tanya is the author of two books: Hydrogen Sofi and Wildflower Hell, new editions of both available from Posthuman Poetry & Prose.