Cage
by Ashleigh Tomcics
Here:
a reverse shot, body
opening like a chamber
(skeletal unwind, discreation)
no release just
unknown clench, grip
(malfunction of system)
10% iron maiden roundabout
(the rest, frost on
windowpane, delicate, a presence unreal)
Eve’s roulette
(what happens when you choke
on the rib that made you?)
Ashleigh Tomcics is a teacher and poet who tries to see the good in everyone. Her work can be found in The Sanctuary Magazine and The Oakland Review.