Condiments of Night
A Heinz ketchup and poupon mustard bathe plump
juiciness, this obese aggrandizement of Guernica
with their headless curves on spineless backs
contort to corrupt—mindless.
Playful navel linkages of strong thighs
morph upon sibling bases, stand-up, stand-ins
for the bullheadedness of society, these creatures
only Queen Pasiphae or Tanguy could birth.
Buttocks bound for the brothels or Moreau’s
monster Island writhe with relish, eyed and eaten,
Deborah Guzzi is a healing facilitator specializing in Shiatsu and Reiki. She writes for Massage and Aromatherapy publications. She travels the world seeking writing inspiration. She has walked the Great Wall of China and visited Nepal (during the civil war), Japan, Egypt (two weeks before “The Arab Spring”), Peru, and France (during December’s terrorist attacks).
Her poetry appears in Magazines: here/there: poetry in the UK, Existere - Journal of Arts and Literature in Canada, Tincture in Australia, Cha: Asian Literary Review, Hong Kong, China, Eunoia in Singapore, Latchkey Tales in New Zealand, Vine Leaves Literary Journal in Greece, mgv2>publishing in France, RedLeaf Poetry, India and Travel by the Book, Ribbons: Tanka Society of America Journal, Sounding Review, Kyso Flash, The Aurorean, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, Liquid Imagination, Poetry Quarterly, Page & Spine and others in the USA. Her new book The Hurricane is available now through Prolific Press.
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