Mennies, Rachel 2015
I grow a back for bearing, a mouth
for preference.
I want the garden green and gold
and red, to tongue
its nothing seeds, its shit.
– Rachel Mennies, “First Draft of the Teenage Girl”
Watch Rachel Mennies read for the Chicago Poetry Center, with Sara Henning:
Read this interview with Rachel Mennies from Hayden’s Ferry Review:
http://haydensferryreview.blogspot.com/2012/03/where-are-they-now-rachel-mennies.html
It begins between pinched fingers,
the sting of salt inside a bitten nail.
When I first looked away from you,
I found two ants cresting the pantry door,
breadcrumb boulders in their mouths,
overwhelmed.
– Rachel Mennies, “Argument”
