"Rebel bi Orgasm" by Christina Hennemann

Rebel bi Orgasm

Run: swirl up sand until your feet soak,
weed pools between your legs, see —
a goat swimming to your rescue.

Grab it by the horns and pull
yourself into the sea, you don’t need
a lifeboat, plunged between animal fur.

Feel how hot you can quiver in cool splash,
and you had told yourself you couldn’t
love, swallow salty gulps and giggle.

The goat drags you onto its back and
there, you’re floating away from land,
your fingers tickling a golden horizon.

You hear yourself sing pebbles
from the hollows of your lungs, see —
you’re free, falling for the hymn in waves.

This two-headed creation wasn’t made
by God, it was you all along, splitting
triangle, esker running between your thighs.

You are the bones and the goat is
blood, rushing towards an opening,
I’ve just died, I’ve just been born.

Christina Hennemann

Christina Hennemann is the author of the poetry pamphlet, Illuminations at Nightfall (Sunday Mornings at the River, 2022). She won the Luain Press Poetry Competition and was shortlisted in the Anthology Poetry Award and the Onyx Fall Contest. Her work is published in The Moth, Brigids Gate Press, Tír na nÓg and elsewhere. She is based in Ireland and currently working on a novel. www.christinahennemann.com

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