Revelation Plea | Anna Zarra Aldrich

Parthenogenic mother,   

I beg for consequence 

You will not be the reckoning they expect (with breasts) to breathe down the apocalypse  

on our necks 

not a horseman but a spurned damsel who learned to commit suicide. 

Let us be wiped clean (wax on,   

wax off, 

detox,  

tick tock!)  

Through tumult through trash through tongue twister 

let the sky turn red and fill with crabs,  

let the lobsters reign 

as we all dissolve into Floam  

squish my pretties.  

You produced the sea and mountains  

(             (a-sexual union with space)                  )  

you came before Love; {and sex} 

gobble them back again.  

Swallow yourself and weld your mouth shut – 

unretractable. 

Alpha Centauri Bb: A ghost in the data. 

The moon will wobble into the sun’s obit  

to move gaseous tides   

as everything  

spins  

spins  

  spins ... 

Anna Zarra Aldrich is an incoming PhD student in Stony Brook University’s English program studying the intersection between ecocriticism and feminist criticism. Her work is preoccupied with questions of ecologies, the body, and space. Her work has previously appeared in Wrongdoing, deathcap, Strukturris, and Feral Poetry.