2019 poetry alum Sarah Audsley was recently featured in Defunct. Read an excerpt of Audsley’s poem below:
Still Life with Watermelon Seeds, Mannequin, Dead Mouse
Serrated edge flash shards of light on white walls, carving
up the watermelon slices that drip juice down our thin
brown arms, my father salts his pink slice-smiles, tiny
grains melt in. A neon sign, in my mouth, this shock of fruit-flesh.
Don’t swallow the seeds! he warns & I want to so bad & I’m bad
under the covers, eyes shut, I see twisted vines tumble, roots
embed in my stomach’s black, new green shoots slide
over my thick pink tongue . . .
Read this poem in its entirety here: https://defunct.site/issue/9/authors/64/sarah_audsley/124/still_life_with_watermelon_seeds_mannequin_dead_mouse