Jennifer E. Hudgens, born & raised in Oklahoma. She uses poetry to navigate the weirdo/darkling/beautiful thing called life. Jennifer is attending Oklahoma State University for her MFA in poetry. She is EIC at Wicked Banshee Press, Asst. Poetry Editor of Jazz Cigarette, reader at FIVE2ONE, and editorial assistant at The Cimarron Review. Jennifer has been published in online and print journals, with work forthcoming in FIVE2ONE, Thoughtcrime Press, Red Paint Hill, & Damaged Goods/Crabfat Magazine. Jennifer's chapbook, Paloma, is going to be released winter 2017 through Blood Pudding Press. Jennifer is constantly striving to be a better human and poet.
Jennifer E. Hudgens
Second
Do you need this second heart
Yours faint and thick
A kidney bean un-soaked
Shaped like my tongue
Lover You have my mouth
in your soft and clever palm{s}
Do you desire my jaw bone
Mosaic'd and pretty
With{out} the sound of my teeth
Grinding Gnashing Guttural
Small soft pieces of ice
You know The good kind
Is it really good if I wear the enamel down
until music stops between hinges
and back of my throat
Would you lay claim then
Do you think these percentages
These spare parts are enough
A dear poet buddy of mine, Seth Copeland {who writes amazing things, please find him online}, introduced me to a form called "Dreamsongs," usually three stanzas, six lines each. Since I'm not much for convention, I toyed around with the spacing and line breaks. I love experimenting with poetry, it's kinda my third favorite thing, above unicorns and kittens.
The poem itself is to my favorite human whom I adore. He's the kindest person I know. It's funny, I don't even know if he reads my poems. Some part of me hopes someone reads them and feels loved, if only for a moment.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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