Sun a thin-red lip,
dim through slit in chthonic
cavity, each berry
and branch unburied—
a relic, ossified artifact
of earth’s symmetry.
She slouches, shoulders
pitched, tongue static as a bell
without breeze. In this myth
Persephone molds magpie
from mandible, thrush
from tibia, hummingbirds:
knots in nerves twisted
at varying degrees.
In between her tooth
and cheek: a single
pomegranate seed.
Photo Credit: Max Pixel via Creative Commons
