July 2015
I am a student at the Vermont College of Fine Arts MFA Program, where I study poetry and translation. My work was selected in a contest hosted by Missouri State University Press to be included in the anthology Proud to Be: Writing by American Warriors,
(volume 3). My poetry and translations have appeared in Cardinal Sins, Boston Thought, Malpais Review and many other joutnals, both online and print.
(volume 3). My poetry and translations have appeared in Cardinal Sins, Boston Thought, Malpais Review and many other joutnals, both online and print.
After an Abortion
This green-house−all
humidity and buzzing,
wheelbarrows brimmed
with torments of manure’s
unshakeoffable grasp. Pollen
explodes. Tiger bumblebees nudge
pale blossoms, silent bells
swaying, calling, meanwhile
a toddler waddles--trips--
trips—flagstone
cracks a chasm for bare toes
his heaving patterns
regular, persistent,
a Venus flytrap clapping shut then
open. Chances beckon—choke
myself with “could-haves”—bite
my tongue with “what-ifs”
(help him stand? pick up
his G.I. Joe doll?).
He leaves me
risking my intentions−
waves from afar.
This green-house−all
humidity and buzzing,
wheelbarrows brimmed
with torments of manure’s
unshakeoffable grasp. Pollen
explodes. Tiger bumblebees nudge
pale blossoms, silent bells
swaying, calling, meanwhile
a toddler waddles--trips--
trips—flagstone
cracks a chasm for bare toes
his heaving patterns
regular, persistent,
a Venus flytrap clapping shut then
open. Chances beckon—choke
myself with “could-haves”—bite
my tongue with “what-ifs”
(help him stand? pick up
his G.I. Joe doll?).
He leaves me
risking my intentions−
waves from afar.
©2015 Domenic J. Scopa
