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Issue 1

Lisa Marie Basile

Bloodgems I call it,
            these wound, all mine.


Fixing a crown to the head of death
and making it reign. Bowing, these bowing nights,

to the hollow. I dreamed your arms around me. Together we
wake up and warn the living. You call these prophecy,
these hands. I call it suffering. That such soft
young men wilt upon blue tile. That day comes
a day late. I night it. I night the wound until it opens.

Come at this doorway,

                        let me know your face.

Let me see the wound-god.

 

 

How do you clean a tile of blood?

That is my new mystery.

How it remains long after a fullness dies,
            or the house closes in.

I carry a body beneath me. It isn’t heavy

            when it is made of sound.

Put your head to the ground,

            what bodies turn up
                                                to lull us.

 

 

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Lisa Marie Basile is an editor, writer and poet living in NYC. She is the founding editor-in-chief of Luna Luna Magazine and the author of APOCRYPHAL (Noctuary Press, 2014), as well as a few chapbooks. Her book NYMPHOLEPSY (co-authored with poet Alyssa Morhardt-Goldstein), will be forthcoming by Inside The Castle. She is working on her first novella, to be released by Clash Books/Clash Media. 

Emily Corwin