Three Poems by Angelica Fuse

Sign of Parting

let this be our
sign of parting
black bird
I have long thought
about the words
I would say
but a slamming door
seems to suffice.



Interlocked

take your arm
off my socket
take your leg
off my thigh
take your tongue
pluck it back
into your mouth
do not come here
for solace
do not look here
for release.



Furious

a breeze blows
by
that becomes
a hurricane

a hurricane
goes to the root
tears up the tooth
throws over
the whole
damn mess.

Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice, who has suddenly decided to write instead of just read the works of others.