Erased Land ·

You’ll be my stone

The image shows a blackout poetry piece that has been almost completely colored in with a black marker, except for some words and the bottom quarter of the page. The words reveal a new poetic message on the page. On the blank bottom quarter, a line from another source has been cut out and pasted. On the bottom left side, right where the line between black marker and blank page meet, is a pasted cut out of a white, pedestal serving tray with red grapes or gooseberries piled on top of it. On the middle right side, there is a pasted cut out of a human figure cast in red light, making an expression of pain. Beneath this human, there is a pasted cut out of a cantaloupe, with a big slice missing, showing the orange and seedy inside. This cantaloupe is resting on a bed of leaves and a flat serving tray.

By Tessa Wheeler

You’ll be my stone

You’ll be my
stone
I’ll be the cannibal.
carry me off?
eat me!
nice
soft
tender
right
that’s life on
telephones
eat
as it grows.
the palmtrees
And the sea
Nothing at all but
copulation,
That’s all,
all,
all,
copulation, and death
You’d be
copulation
I’d be
death
when you come
I was born and my mother did not survive