Amee Nassrene BroumandPoetry / Number 102
My heart slopes back to the hellspace
below the cellar stairs, the crag-ringed night
—slatted, oblique, and creaking—of hag’s
cradle. Persephone roars in the corner,
requiring an exorcist at last—please come
before the candle drips into tomorrow. I spin
and spin, born of a sewing machine and a
wheelbarrow, dead from an overabundance
of bluebirds. I’m the hole in the shade,
the blade in the tarn, the turn in the air.
Singer bobbins and earthworms
mark my descent. Utterdark, raindark,
the winter dark is here.
Amee Nassrene Broumand (she/they) is a queer Iranian American poet from the Pacific Northwest. She has a BA in Philosophy and English. Nominated twice for Best of the Net and thrice for the Pushcart Prize, her work appears in the anthology Essential Voices: Poetry of Iran and Its Diaspora (Ed. Christopher Nelson, Green Linden Press, 2021) as well as in numerous journals, including 3:AM Magazine, Carousel, and Glass: A Journal of Poetry (Poets Resist).Image by Abdullah Ahmad