What happened? For starters, a uterus clung to a
bowel. A surgeon peeled it off like an accordion.
Then, hope: throwing ideas at a body to see what
stuck. This is not beautiful. Or maybe it is!
Look, all the unexpected things life can make:
organs fused together and dogs without tails and
potatoes that grow from potatoes and incarnation.
I believe it. I believe it all! I have no other choice.
I harvest expectation from ritual and roadside scrub.
I call the God of my grandmother down the mountain.
Her God becomes a woman in Giant Eagle, aisle four,
straining tall for beans and catching wind of something.
Endometriosis: the winds are my waking days.
My waking days are the delight of God. All
things fuse together, given time and necessity.
Babushka, look! Evening pulls its lid off and
the quick stars of the east keep their watch
over late season potatoes and hopeful me.
Body, get up! Turn your waiting head and
trust what you have heard: everything is true.
In the North Country
There's me! Loud
trees with their blue
language, their wind-
swept crinkling. My
spit freezes before it
hits snowpack. I am
proud to live here but
that is wrong. All I have
to offer this hard land:
a foil-capped birdfeeder
chockful of balls, soft
small suet. The mountain
rises and it is brilliant and
it is terrifying and it is not
anything at all: an uncaring
rockpile. Bold of me to give
it meaning. I'm a loud knock
at the wrong door; the world
will go on without my help.
At dusk, chickadees find log-
hypothermia, and live. Yes,
this land is a blue ritual.
Then some far-off dog
cracks open the quick night
that carries her yelp away.
Be soft with me
if you can.
I am only trying
to find God.
I cannot easily
I will need both
beneath my belly.
Tilt my body
pelvis I have
a chickadee. In
there is a blue
Samantha DeFlitch received her MFA from the University of New Hampshire, where she is the Associate Director of the Connors Writing Center. She is the author of Confluence (Broadstone Books, 2021). Her work has appeared in The Missouri Review, Appalachian Review, On the Seawall, and Rust+Moth, among others, and she is the 2018 recipient of the Dick Shea Memorial Award for Poetry. She lives in Portsmouth, New Hampshire.