All in by Subhaga Crystal Bacon

by Subhaga Crystal Bacon


You were not conceived, despite the spent seed,
the rich bed of blood. You did not laden my life
with bittersweet fruit: memorable sayings,
illness, brilliance, a body made of mine, either
like or unlike. Your gender is neutral, or,
it is your own, your selfness. You love who
and what you love with fire and ice. You are
a pearl of the world, gem of grit and spit,
that gives you a shell and a tongue both salty
and sweet. We speak once a day, week,
month, year, decade. I did you right
and wrong from my own pocket of wounds and stars.

Fleet as the scent of mock orange on the wind,
you are a blossom of loss, phantom limb.

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Subhaga Crystal Bacon (she/they) is a Queer poet living in rural northcentral Washington on unceded Methow land. She is the author of four collections of poetry, including Surrender of Water in Hidden Places, winner of the Red Flag Poetry Chapbook Prize (April 2023) and Transitory, recipient of the Isabella Gardner Award for Poetry (November 2023, BOA Editions).