Zoe Flowers is a NYC-based poet who attended a Women’s Work(shop) at home made, facilitated by Mahogany L. Browne. She wrote this poem:
Driftwood
Tell me how you allowed yourself to sink into oblivion to slip away into mythology
Like the mermaid
Rule number four of “ How to Catch More and Bigger Fish” is “To use small, sharp hooks -they work just as well as the big ones – sometimes better.”
What lead you into the deep water that day?
Tell me it wasn’t love alone
I need to believe that you fought like hell
That you didn’t allow the venom of his words to fill your nostrils as you gasped for air
That you pushed against the waves of his silences and the fury of his indifference
Surely, it wasn’t your intention to leave bits of yourself scattered about
Tell me that it wasn’t your plan to have me scouring the shoreline
I return to the scene of the crime
And find
your sanity – anchored to the dock
As if awaiting your return
Your emotions – tucked neatly under a rock
For safe keeping
Your heart still beating
Lay beside a pack of beached whales
As if by design
Who but me would pick it up?
I hold it to my ear
And wait
Once
You were the ruler
Like Oya
You brought the ruckus wherever you went
And I followed
Sniffing the air
Hungry
Trying to catch your scent
But you were always one step ahead
Only leaving a trail of sea glass for me to follow
I mimicked your patterns
Retraced your steps
tiny toes sinking into damp footprints
Too big
Too loud
Too important
Too much woman
Tell me you swam against the tide before going under
That you didn’t give up
And go down
Willingly