
White Roots
The seed’s journey ended in the crook of my spine. It sent down thin white roots that blindly tapped for purchase. Dug deeper into bone; my back twisting while the sapling grew tall and straight. A goldfinch landed in the canopy with sunshine held in its beak. I offered it shelter. It offered me light. Fed me rays of yellow blossom. When it flew away my vertebrae crumbled. My spine was felled. Empty leaves rustled in my out-breath; a green sea that spilled into my body and washed it away on the next tide. Sisters (With reference to Heavens To Betsy’s “My Red Self”) It was the summer we made a pinkie promise to always be sisters. Afternoons spent locked in our bedrooms, we bloomed from schoolgirls into goddesses with our knee-high socks, vintage camisoles, and thick gloops of lipstick in the darkest plums and reds. It was the colour of menstrual blood. It was the colour of power. We used it to write ‘slut’ down our arms and ‘witch’ across our bellies. Marvelled at how liberated we were as we sang to our favourite records. “Never wear white/ Or your shame will creep thru.” Knowing that in those vinyl grooves there was the possibility of change. At Six Weeks... your cells would have divided, multiplied and bloomed like algae in the secrecy of your dark pond. Its fluid would have rippled to the pounding katoosh, katoosh of your pearl of a heart; sloshed as you squirmed, flicked your amphibious tail out of the shallows too soon - impatient to take a gulp of air - and swam into my heart’s roar as it divided in two. Meadow Clearance The meadow’s been razed. Its cloud of oxeye daisies gathers in a carbon storm that floods out the city where roadside cornflowers bow their heads in sleep as gravel nights descend and a single red poppy cries its bloodied petals over what has been lost. Bio: Susan Darlington’s poetry regularly explores the female experience through nature-based symbolism and stories of transformation. It has been published in Dreich, Anti-Heroin Chic, Dream Catcher, and One Hand Clapping among others. Her chapbook ‘Traumatropic Heart’ is upcoming from Selcouth Station and her collection ‘Under The Devil’s Moon’ is available from Penniless Press. Follow her @S_sanDarlington Wolfpack Contributor: Susan Darlington
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