Poetry : Alterations from Kelly Marie McDonough


One shot, an arrow
bursts through flesh, 
and muscle. Straight 
to the bone. 
My marrow exposed. 

Years of worship
undone. A disappointed deity.
I, a sinner in a sacred union. 
My blood pours out –
tears for absolution.

The offer for salvation 
is violence against my body.
Crucify me – pin me 
to the cross of your desire. 
I am undone. 

Now I walk around 
with holes. 
Stigmata of your love. 
Both from the wound,
but also, from the cure. 

Wolfpack Contributor: Kelly Marie McDonough

A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Kelly Marie McDonough

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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