CALAMITY
Merry-Go-Round
the gently thighed
lion with its pink
mouth chipping
black pearls of
glazed foam
Merry-go-gunning
for hand tangent
zebra world Slant
stomach loud
like bells without ringers
mothering our ears
Me rry-go-auto
six-legged animal I flicker
between metals the film
of conquest spooling
off in heat
M erry-go- into the mirrors
before the name
of this becomes said garish
and insincere Dizzy
at the stop our bodies
move without blueprint
because all we wanted
was to be unwinged
Natasha Mijares is an MFA candidate in Writing at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. She received her BA in Creative Writing from the University of Miami. She has been published in Vinyl Poetry, Vine Leaves Literary Journal, Sheezus, Bear Review, Elysium Literary Magazine, and BAOBAB.