Chris Tusa Poems (6 Poems)
Hypochondriac (Chris Tusa Poems)
Maybe it’s Emphysema, a shiny black jewel of phlegm humming like a clump of bees in my chest. Perhaps a tumor crawling in the crook of my armpit, a blood clot opening like a tiny red flower in my brain. … Continue reading
Ode to Gumbo (Chris Tusa Poems)
after Sue Owen Born from flour anointed with oil, from a roux dark and mean as a horse’s breath, you remind me of some strange, mystical stew spawned from a muddy version of Macbeth. Only someone’s replaced the spells with … Continue reading
MARIE LAVEAU TALKS ABOUT MAGIC FROM A CONFESSIONAL IN ST. LOUIS CATHEDRAL (Chris Tusa Poems)
Marie Laveau, a colored woman who eventually became known as the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, often used her knowledge of Voodoo to manipulate and acquire power. –Enigma In one quick lick I waved my mojo hand, made the Mississippi’s … Continue reading
Alzheimer’s (Chris Tusa Poems)
My grandmother’s teeth stare at her from a mason jar on the nightstand. The radio turns itself on, sunlight crawls through the window, and she thinks she feels her bright blue eyes rolling out her head. She’s certain her blood … Continue reading
KINDERGARTEN PORTRAIT OF MY MOTHER AT MARDI GRAS (Chris Tusa Poems)
She looks rather pathetic, really, leaning against the black air, the three mangled fingers of her left hand clutching a yellow purse, her right arm raised over her head as if to shield herself from the silver shower of stars … Continue reading
Snow White, to the Prince (Chris Tusa Poems)
after Susan Thomas Truth is, my life was no fairytale, that afternoon, I lay, a smiling corpse under a glass sky, a rotten apple lodged in my throat like a black lump of cancer, your sloppy kiss dying on my … Continue reading
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