Stephanie Bryant Anderson is author of Monozygotic | Codependent (The Blue Hour Press 2015). Recent or forthcoming publications include Vinyl, burntdistrict, Tinderbox and The Blueshift Journal. Besides poetry she enjoys kickboxing and math. Stephanie is founder of Red Paint Hill Publishing.
T H E H A U N T I N G H O M E
The birds against the clouds, their flapping sounds like snapping wires
As children we played with —never
seeing them in the mirrored faces of
our parents, returned home—No
I have returned, calling ghosts bring back
cornfields & moons— Didn’t we used to play?
I stood over (memory has worn into glass)
grass bodies of rabbits
plotting cold, bending the road home
like a knee & mice
in a field mice in the graves we dug mice in the eyes
we’d wave our arms as in SOS
away from the cats but the cornfield
we brought with us— what’s left
of the house? what have we
conjured? We’ve conjured up Mother’s rooster
we’ve carried the moon’s light—
O dark what we buried. O animal bones.
Our bones on theirs who whispers dirt-
deep asking how we could be so cruel? O
singing dark—for what we love.
Listen to the dead. We can get you
there from here (a dark space
and forgotten—we) in the place where dead mice
You have returned home to un-
bury us. Home with its bent knee & cold
dirt in the fur. Home with its flick
of hair like white rabbits. In our flanks
secrets. In your hips, men
in your skin, animal bones, your memories—
the cornfield & searching.
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