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a walk through poison & thistle

By Clover O'Mordha

my marrow is now toxic with clove & nag champa

I’m convinced the ground is not, in fact, lava

but wisps of candle smoke spilling from the trees

the air here is rich with damp bark, drenched earth, amanita

I lie at the base of the fox hearth, all cozied up & guessing

pebbles & branches marking my soft back

I exhale all the built-up chimney soot, cedarwood, mold spore

take in the warm vapour pouring in from the sun rays

close your eyes, dear—the wind is ripe &

nipping

Clover O’Mordha (they/them) is an emerging poet currently studying at The University of Akron. They are pursuing an MFA in poetry and enjoy cays, books, thrifting, & tofu pudding.

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: Winter Poems 2023

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