Earthworms by Morgan Russell

Little boys cut pieces from me

to see if I will become more than myself.


Five aortic arches,

each a broken heart.


I till the soil for the grandmother until

the grandfather takes me fishing.


Now he’s the little boy cutting me apart

for scarcity’s sake


Morgan Russell is a rhetorician and poet, and her work may be found in a number of places, such as, Cabildo Quarterly, Rabid Oak Issue 12, and others. She is a reader for Brave Voices Magazine, 805, and Marías at Sampaguitas. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found mainlining coffee or babysitting until she gets into a grad program or finds a cubicle job in Corporate America. Find her on Twitter @conniptionns.

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