Tag Archives: Sally J. Johnson

“[some mornings I wake to feel as if I have lattice wings” – Poetry by Sally J. Johnson

Butterfly - Yayoi Kusama, 1988
Butterfly – Yayoi Kusama, 1988

“[some mornings I wake to feel as if I have lattice wings” is one of two very flappy poems by Sally J. Johnson from our Spring 2015 issue.

{ X }

[SOME  MORNINGS  I  WAKE  TO  FEEL AS  IF  I  HAVE  LATTICE  WINGS
covering my mouth but come
to discover it is just the breath
of a lover pressed
tightly to my lips][a hand
stuck in a honey pot][some
mornings I find I have no feeling
in my legs because they’ve been pinned]
[put on display] [an emerald
encrusted beetle][but other days
I am swayed like a swallowtail
moth on a branch or moss
on bark][pulled through sleep
into stirring by skin on skin][kisses
that cover me completely
but do not bury me][the way

we allow ourselves to lie
down next to another
person capable of cruelty
is not a miracle][but it is
close to that][remember this
when in awe of a swath of butterflies
migrating over mountains][whole
generations][remember it
when the moon makes you gasp]

{ X }

SallyJSALLY J. JOHNSON received her MFA from the University of North Carolina at Wilmington where she served as Managing Editor for the award-winning literary journal Ecotone. Her poetry and nonfiction have appeared or are forthcoming in the CollagistBodega, the Pinch, Weave, So to Speak, Everyday Genius and elsewhere. She is a poetry editor for Green Briar Review and works as a publicist in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Find her online: @sallyjayjohnson.

Advertisements

“Khepri” – Poetry by Sally J. Johnson

Wall painting of Khepri - Author unknown, circa 2nd Millennium BC
Wall painting of Khepri – Artist unknown, circa 2nd Millennium BC

“Khepri” is a scarab-headed sun god, and the inspiration for one of two poems by Sally J. Johnson featured in our Spring 2015 issue

{ X }

BORN FULLY FORMED
I can tell you about coming
into being about birthing
out bodies from sun shit and earth
to rise again and emerge whole
from darkness from dung from
the lungs of dirt do not stand
witness against me sing my scarab sisters
into the skin of the dead I am born
of the underworld to show you light
lifting my burden across the burning
sky I am born buried
born again alive
in knowing my time

I’ll embalm your beautiful sun
give you darkness at dawn
I’ll tug at your eyelashes
with my antennae wake you
every day until you die

{ X }

SallyJSALLY J. JOHNSON received her MFA from the University of North Carolina at Wilmington where she served as Managing Editor for the award-winning literary journal Ecotone. Her poetry and nonfiction have appeared or are forthcoming in the Collagist, Bodega, the Pinch, Weave, So to Speak, Everyday Genius and elsewhere. She is a poetry editor for Green Briar Review and works as a publicist in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Find her online:@sallyjayjohnson.

FLAPPERHOUSE #5 is Now On Sale!

click THIS link or the cover below to order your
PRINT edition of FLAPPERHOUSE #5 (Spring 2015)
for $6US

#5
#5

click THIS link to buy on Amazon

Click THIS LINK or the button below to order your
DIGITAL (PDF) edition of FLAPPERHOUSE #5 (Spring 2015)
for $3 US

btn_buynowCC_LG
PLEASE NOTE: Unfortunately we are currently unable to email PDFs immediately upon order. Delivery of your PDF may take anywhere from several seconds to several hours, but rest assured, we will complete your purchase as soon as humanly possible.

We apologize profusely for any inconvenience or delayed gratification.

Starring Wm. Samuel Bradford, Vajra Chandrasekera, Juliet Cook, Sagnik Datta, Ariel Dawn, Robin Wyatt Dunn, j/j hastain, Rebecca Havens, Anna Lea Jancewicz, Sally J. Johnson, Ian Kappos, Damien Krsteski, Rachna Kulshrestha, Jasper Lo, Danielle Perry, Arman Safa, Bud Smith, Kailey Tedesco, and Jasmyne Womack