Two Poems by Lara Egger (poetry ’16) from DIODE

Self-Portrait as Mixed Tape and Standard Deviation

I know how it feels to win every game
of strip-freudenschade. I’m that girl

at the baby shower, muddling bloodlust
into the breezy sangria. With infernal love

as my henchman, I’ve dragged truth
before the firing squad.
                                           Can a womb

trace rupture’s lineage; has anyone mapped
the gene
                for original sin?

Read the the full poem and more at this link: http://diodepoetry.com/egger_lara/