Ofalescent

Tijana Rakočević

east
he would cover me with a blue burqa
saying my eyes are black
desirous passionate black
north
an eater of raw meat
would hand my pubis over to the guest
and the guest would go home served
west
no one would dare
to pull out the rotten only child
from my swollen belly
and I would have died in agony
south
with a sharp stone mother would
peal off the pistil from my orchid
knocking me out with pain
just here
in the middle of the Earth
man moans into my ear:
darling,
spread your legs