{"id":78,"date":"2015-09-25T03:01:26","date_gmt":"2015-09-25T03:01:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mtls.wpcenter.io\/staging\/?p=78"},"modified":"2026-10-14T16:02:45","modified_gmt":"2026-10-14T16:02:45","slug":"roxanna-bennett","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/roxanna-bennett\/","title":{"rendered":"Roxanna Bennett"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Bird Beaters<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong>No choice but to bludgeon it from crow<br>\nto carcass with its head at that angle,<br>\ndark feathered dangle, hard blunt blow<br>\nto sever the soft neck\u2019s hang, quell<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">the strange strain of pain broken<br>\nbones made. Rock, paper, scissored<br>\nour decision, who to choke the croaking,&nbsp;<br>\nadminister the mercy beating. Shored<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">up the loser, helped choose her switch,<br>\nheavy, quick. No one disputed kindness<br>\nversus killing, or threatened to snitch.&nbsp;<br>\nEvident lifeless better than flightless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The park went still when she raised<br>\nher stick. It stared at death with one<br>\nslick eye; she met the plea of its gaze,<br>\ndutifully crushed its skull. Solemn,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">we scratched a small pit beneath<br>\nthe black alder bush, laid it tenderly,<br>\nlimp in the indent. Feather bequeathed<br>\nto the brave executioner, commended<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">her steady skill. Someone scuffed<br>\ndirt over the little stiff. We left behind<br>\nthe burden of concern, grew up<br>\ninto faltering monsters, disinclined<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">to decide. Preferring the suffering of others.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong><br>\nGhost Weight<br>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If we don&#8217;t hang together<br>\nand submerge our small<br>\nhates, if we don\u2019t weather<br>\nthe unbearable all<br>\nwith each other, They<br>\nwill have won. This<br>\nis tomorrow, this day<br>\nand this. We miss<br>\ntheir ghost weight;<br>\neven the haunts we will<br>\ngrieve for. Our freight<br>\nis our loss, the still<br>\nliving need our strong<br>\nto hold on to. Hold on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h6 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong style=\"font-family: Merriweather, sans-serif;font-size: 13px\">Atlas of Anchors<\/strong><strong><br>\n<\/strong><\/h6>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">her tongue is winter<br>\nand this body hard earth<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">this body is a mass grave<br>\nand I am the memorial<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">to be a body nothing grows inside of<br>\nto be a body ripe with wrong<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">this body buckles<br>\nits gravity a gas giant<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">this body seethes the fractal fascia<br>\nclassical atlas of anchors<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">to be a body that cages only<br>\nto be a body captures loss<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">her mouth is summer<br>\nbut this body has no season<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Where\u2019s The Dog?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong>This is how you are brave, insistent instinct.<br>\nYou remember too much, that\u2019s what the doctors say,<br>\nnot answers but anniversaries like a fist<br>\ninside. Don\u2019t want to acknowledge what lays<br>\nsiege to your physical. Will what\u2019s left of you ever<br>\nbe located? Even by dogs? The image of mother<br>\nwho couldn\u2019t want you, cellular memory of no, never,&nbsp;<br>\npledged to the bone. You will stay this age and other<br>\nsubjects less, can\u2019t control language when object alone.<br>\nLeave and lean toward losing. Can&#8217;t stand losing.<br>\nYou never meant to leave, want to lay this down,<br>\nwhat you would be losing if you left. Ferocity in belonging,<br>\nbeing missed. To say nothing of the dog is to comment<br>\non its absence, its failure to deflect your own sadness.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Bird Beaters<\/strong><br \/>\n No choice but to bludgeon it from crow<br \/>\nto carcass with its head at that angle,<br \/>\ndark feathered dangle, hard blunt blow<br \/>\nto sever the soft neck\u2019s hang,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":2151,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-78","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=78"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2499,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions\/2499"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2151"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=78"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=78"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mtls.ca\/issue22\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=78"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}