What if I’m Simply a Dirty Earthworm?
What If I’m a Dirty Man, What Then?
What If I’m Nothing But a Sexless Worm?
Do you still think
of when I was small
catching earthworms
in my socks, face smashed
in the mud, my soft fingertips
digging for wet bodies
to throw at my brother?
I still miss your voice.
Do you remember
when you would hold
my wrist above my head
hissing grow into a clean woman?
of when I was small
catching earthworms
in my socks, face smashed
in the mud, my soft fingertips
digging for wet bodies
to throw at my brother?
I still miss your voice.
Do you remember
when you would hold
my wrist above my head
hissing grow into a clean woman?
Megan Borocki (they/them) has an MFA in poetry from Bowling Green State University. They are Poetry editor for Mid-American Review. Their work has recently appeared in Moon City Review.
