Bomb of My Hometown Sings the Balm of My Hometown

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furrow 1
the well-done old fragrance of my flesh
is a living mountain of bones bleeding with flowers
with lucky peach flowers, fuzzy flesh flowers, real baby azaleas
a crying spell, a fire ritual, a recovering metal petal palace neighborhood

circle dance 1
bomb of my hometown
i try to hold on to the grime from my time playing in my body

furrow 2
flower independence, bird independence
peak village, new village
my not yet ancient birthplace
village where
when desire calls
from the south of blue
et cetera weeping
willows dance
in the creek
of net songs

circle dance 2
home bomb
i miss becoming inside the morning glow there

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furrow 3
my late habitus incense
vapes acid marrow
flavored in peach, apricot
& honey-transmission-flower
HD rainbow
a huge vacancy filled
with K-pop beauties
a movement of yes

circle dance 3
home balm
um, to pine for the perfect moment playing in mind

furrow 4
a botanical garden
a gathering of distances
my former former hometown
when the wind whistles
in from the troubled
fields of otherplace
the community where
development buddies
rave in streams

circle dance 4
balm of my hometown
god, how i long for the springtime i stayed free of labor inside

Copyright © 2020 by Stine An. This poem was first printed in PLEIADES, Vol. 40, No. 2 (Summer 2020). Used with the permission of the author.