Gregory Orr
Screaming Out Loud

Before, you curled inward

around hurts and scars;

braille of battles

seldom won; fissures

and wristroads

a razor made.

 

                         Stutter

from tongue-stump

unable to utter

its woe.

 

                          Still,

from tongue-stump

unable to utter

its woe.

 

                           Still,

your body was mostly

intact, and you

told yourself:

I'm a lucky husk.

 

And now, you're shattered,

hurtled outward:

shrapnel of stars

and a weird music:

bone in the wind's throat.

 

 

 
Found In Volume 31, No. 03
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Gregory Orr
About the Author

Gregory Orr’s most recent collection is River Inside the River (Norton, 2013). These poems are from a new collection entitled What Cup?  His prose text A Primer for Poets and Readers of Poetry will appear next year from Norton.