My Seaborgium: Poems

My Seaborgium sings songs of loss and growth, motherhood and viscera, elements and experience, with love and relatable grace.

"I'll tell you the story," the opening poem coos, "of how / I rolled around in a mail truck full of other / people's letters, I was that happy / to be your mother." This speaker guides us into her expectant waiting, calling on insight from what she knows of her parents, what she thought she knew about her body, fables and gods. She asks all of these potential sources ...