The taut curving underside of a fattened pig
begs to be cut open
it is October again
under a gunmetal sky
the men bathe the body in warm water
brush the hair away thin and gray
and too much like my father’s
I said I wanted a puppy which meant
give me something
I wanted a baby
you see I gave up being christian and feel empty
measurements the distance
A DISAPPOINTING BIRTHDAY
WILDERNESS HOUSE LITERARY REVIEW
In a dream I am walking east on 38th Street,
alone, no cars on the road, no one on the sidewalk, no one walking or drinking
indiscreetly, no one asking for money at BP, but there are dogs sleeping in the median.
I step off the sidewalk, cross two lanes to them
Rebecca is a born-and-raised Mennonite: the descendant of farmers, missionaries, conscientious objectors, and an unwavering commitment to non-violence. She grew up in Lancaster County Pennsylvania and graduated with a BA in English Language and Literature from Eastern Mennonite University. She currently lives in Seattle, Washington and works as a Marketing Program Manager at Accenture Interactive.
Her poetry is unabashedly biased toward her worldview, especially in its exploration of societal stories about the earth, womanhood, family, and sexuality. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Havik ,Bridge Literary Journal; Flying Island Literary Journal; Wilderness House Literary Review; Rhubarb Magazine; The Pointed Circle;
Prospectus; Eclectica; and Montana Mouthful.