inside the house mythos or the house as myth,
or myth of the house. in the myth of the house, it and the body are one.
symbol of window, of drawer, of silverware, floor, and curtain.
I am the blood because it is the myth of me.
this symbol perception in which I am finally whole.
I have never met a fraction of a person, but many who believed themselves to be.
I have seen the house of me, drawers emptied and filled rooms filled and emptied.
even when you sit on that plastic chair, the slight part,
between, of your knees — crowd of storms, cat's eye. in my throat
a marble wanting to be swallowed. I cannot even touch you
without the silver clouds washing you away.
ALYSSA MORHARDT-GOLDSTEIN is the author of Quiet, winner of The New School University Press contest, and her work can be found in Sporklet, Prick of the Spindle, Front Porch, and others. Her full-length - Forniphilia - and collaborative novella with poet, Lisa Marie Basile - Nympholepsy - are forthcoming. She is currently collaborating on an collection of songs for choir with composer, Fraser Campbell. She is the founding editor of Sound - a literary magazine on contemporary musico-poetics - and co-curator of Diorama - a pop-up poetry reading & collaborative music salon in NYC. Alyssa received her MFA in poetry from The New School, and her BS in classical vocal performance and literature from Mannes Conservatory.
IG: alyssa_morhardtg / alyssamorhardtgoldstein.com
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