Reflections (excerpts)

by Anna Dean

Everything

Everything

Girl who eats tears

Girl who eats tears

The girl who eats her tears
After all the years still they stream
She pushes each drop back into her mouth,
Hoping she will not be seen
She waters her heart.

Caz, black

Caz, black

Seasons

Seasons of undoing

My hand it shakes, my line it grows
I feel— each way I turn I meet my self-steered absence.
I draw petals
Sexual petals
Seasons of my undoing
My remembering her and my forgetting her.