bird around my neck
By Aries M. Gacutan
Published 1 January 2021
where is my heart? —rotting at the bottom of the pacific ocean
hurled out the side of the plane
because i didn’t have the cash.
and my mouth, full
of borrowed words
worn into bloody riverbeds.
my bones remember
the implacable distance
of boat and plane
and car and train
and time. my mother grew up on an island
but never learned to swim.
learned instead to push her body
up and out—
she learned to leave.
her bones passed that to mine.
i am my parents’ child, a perfect split
of terror and albatross teeth.
when i move my body it is because i am in rome.
(you must burn as they burn
if you want to get anywhere.)
i trade legibility for permission.
and between you and me? it is not so bad
to be so startlingly bright
provided i lock my wings and avoid all the mirrors.
resistance only prompts the acid taste—
that sour bite
that drives me to effacement.
i am perfectly content to bleach my skin
in the sun. and no, i never burn.
Write about the ocean – as barrier, as dream, as trade route, as home, as connective tissue, as material reality.
Aries M. Gacutan
#30in30 writing prompt
Poetry is an exercise in relationship building. The conventions of poetry to take emotional, sensory, historical truths and synthesize them into a snapshot of how you may be feeling, at any given time has been a really valuable tool for me in developing my relationship to other people, other literary works, my experiences, my racial identity and continued survival under capitalism and colonialism.
Poetry has been an introspective tool, a tool to challenge myself, to be challenged by other people - and I find it really valuable in building and shaping character, as well as poetic artistic practice.
Aries M. Gacutan
#30in30 #PoetryMonth