Welcome to “Poetry at The Arts Fuse.” A new poem every Thursday

it’s a scarlet tanager kind of day

joy is an act of resistance

our fever dreams linchpin

assault by back bitten evidence

of spirit free fall        you don’t have to

mother to feel it

held by the land

just a memory & truth gap

syncretism is everywhere

the junkie will always love you

like they are about to die

because they are always about to die

perfecting a lie

submitted into silence

our terminal farewell

succumb within Lomax lament ( ala Delta narrator)

supercilious mansions crumbled

into Loas’ farewell fused to fret board

our newly found utopia

rips hinges off the door

Tracey McTague is a mother, poet, playwright, and visual artist,  who utilizes a language informed by ecofeminism and the oral traditions of the seanchaí. She is author of Super Natural and Marginal Utility, both published by New Orleans’ Trembling Pillow Press.

Note: Hey poets! We seek submissions of excellent poetry from across the length and breadth of contemporary poetics. See submission guidelines here. The arbiter of the feature is the magazine’s poetry editor, John Mulrooney.

— Arts Fuse editor Bill Marx