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Poetry Craving

Emma Winsor Wood

In the aquarium, the fish
“dart,” their movements “jerky” as if
afraid I will “scoop” them out of
the “water” and into my “mouth,”
or “as if” they are tiny
machines, programmed to “dart”
so their scales “catch” the light
“just so.” When “pregnant”
for the “first time,” with a “daughter,”
I began to eat fish for the “first time”
in “twelve” years. I ate it “for” her,
felt “no remorse,” seeing “nothing”
in their “glassy” eyes that “resembled”
“me.” Feeding “myself” I “was”
feeding the “baby.” For the “first”
time I fed “myself” what I “actually”
wanted. Yet still “called” myself
“vegetarian.” The plants inside
the aquarium “conveniently” resemble
“rapunzel.” But “I” do not “pine” for
them. I “pine” for the “baby”
and go “home” to be eaten.

Emma Winsor Wood is the author of The Real World. She is the executive director of Stone Soup, a nonprofit literary magazine of writing by kids, and a visiting assistant professor of English at Xavier University.