Poetry No. 46 – Annalee Eagerton

Telling the Bees

I keep the hive you left
as a makeshift ribcage,
feed it the roots of my blanks.

I open my palms—
———————scraps.

The rest is stomped ash in my hands
every grain smudged teeming
into the next. A smattering
gesture on an abacus.

I am chronic reenactment,
anthropologist, spooling into
honeycomb the inkblots of legends.

Plasma and smarting cedar.
A child gashed,
———–suspended aperture.

Edematous ruination.


Annalee Eagerton is located in Kennesaw, Georgia, where they pursue a Bachelors in English at Kennesaw State University. Their work has been published with Cathexis Northwest Press, Landlocked Magazine, DASH Literary Journal, The Orchards Poetry Journal, EXHUME Literary Journal, Across the Margin, and The Bookends Review.

© Annalee Eagerton

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