About the column:
Poems of our Climate is a weekly poetry column run by Oliver Egger ’23. Oliver Egger also runs the literary magazine group Route 9 that is currently accepting submissions for its poetry zine, The Lavender. If you would like to submit poetry to The Lavender go to tinyurl.com/wespoetry. Submissions end for the first issue on the 12th. If you are interested in having your poem featured in this column please email your work directly to email@example.com.
allecto, queen of the furies
Poem Originally Featured in Permafrost Magazine
by Casey Epstein-Gross, ’25
i want to make myself wild again let foam
drip from my mouth run rabid round street corners
a woman possessed has the prettiest eyes or so they say
i can’t much remember how mine looked but i
imagine it was a green watery type of piercing
it’s been so long since i last bathed in a college
fountain drank silky pennies off the floor swallowed
rusty chlorine by the gallon oh how i relished the taste!
but now my fingers skim soft wood at café tables now i
never drink hot coffee without the use of a spoon
sedation is the most agreeable form of sedition hold my
mouth open with a chopstick like old times stick that needle
in my gums you always thought it was strange how i licked
my lips afterwards i always thought it was strange how much
chemical sleep tasted of sugarcane and sweet lemon
Bio of Poet:
Casey Epstein-Gross is from Tallahasse, Florida, which she complains about frequently. Her work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Sugar House Review, Soundings East, Thin Air Magazine, and Permafrost Magazine, and she’s currently the Assistant Poetry Editor of Wesleyan’s literary journal Route 9. She likes Baked Lays and National Treasure (2004), and is deathly afraid of the passage of time and stickers.