“Scorpius,” “Check Out This Neverending Garden! I Planted It for Us,” & “Ice Cold Water”
by Bee Morris
I feel just like a strummed guitar; headless & full of airy bones.
Light could be the daybreak. This is the end of it.
Reeling to contextualize the stunted growth of a flower.
This, the new shape of literature.
A screen: a subtitle sits there. Such unease makes my androgyny.
I’m a fiend for the way you can’t pronounce “cumulonimbus”
but you know the night sky by name.
So you see it. We’re not invisible. It’s all transformation in the end.
Things like magic & thunder coexist on this earth.
We can stretch it so far. It is warm enough. It expresses.
Check Out This Neverending Garden! I Planted It for Us
all green & speechless
like a springlet
updates so long as
the ground’s wet enough
saw a color of the sky
& decided to be ravenous
intravenous as it was
& in a dream
I straight up deserved
every moment of this
Ice Cold Water
when you make me
it’s a flirting
it’s the plural of esophagus
& I do not want to help it
self-loved as I am
how will I rest?
I will not
I will I
the kissed television
yr face my favorite face
how happy we are in our skins
& even outside them
how lucky our skins are
in this era of odd beauty
how blackdyke-blessed I feel
this morning thinking ice-cold water
& drinking of you
Bee Morris is the author of Alive on Planet Earth, released as part of Ghost City Press’s 2021 Summer Series. Their recent work appears or is forthcoming in No Contact, Poet Lore, Underblong, Hobart, and elsewhere. Bee also runs the newsletter Blackout Fascinations.
Alex Luciano is an illustrator, printmaker and art educator located in Richmond, VA. When she’s not teaching classes or geeking out over Riso, you can find her wrangling her hound pup, Cowboy. Come hang out on the internet with her — ig: @g_a_l_e_x.