Emma Bolden is the author of three full-length collections of poetry — House Is An Enigma (forthcoming from Southeast Missouri State University Press), medi(t)ations (Noctuary Press, 2016) and Maleficae (GenPop Books, 2013) — and four chapbooks. The recipient of a 2017 Creative Writing Fellowship from the NEA, her work has appeared in The Best American Poetry, The Best Small Fictions, and such journals as the Mississippi Review, The Rumpus, StoryQuarterly, Prairie Schooner, New Madrid, TriQuarterly, the Indiana Review, Shenandoah, the Greensboro Review, and The Journal. She currently serves as Associate Editor-in-Chief for Tupelo Quarterly.
Ready-belled, unsilked & sautered, under
His thumb I found my mettle
A fist silvered, between each finger a chink
Armored with intractability, toothed
& nailed my burdens down upon
The crossing of one highway & another highway
Are nothing like distance when the enemy
Ashes like those Adams, ribbed up to cage
The heart not by bone but by the blank
Space before an awareness of possibility
As a place, written as a warning, as a witch
Lifting her left leg over the broom after
Her right to say no shatters beneath the right
Handed down from father to fathered for
Daughtered in the lily’s bulb lives the poison
Every beauty fulfills with bloom,
An ending sick as any mouth that survives
Through silence, a nothing through which the red
Screams through.