How to Speak About Eggs
1. Not as if in prayer. Rather, in prayer. As if the court of appeals is backlit by your fervent
yearning.
2. Not as if they are already corpses. Rather, as if they are yet gurgling inside with some kind of
blueprint.
3. Not as if they are stones. Rather, stoic as stones coining the garden with their presence.
4. Not as if they are powerful enough to bring down kings. Rather, that their fragility is still mighty
enough to house the kingdom.
5. Not as if they are basted and laced with paprika. Rather, like the devil is real.
6. Not as if your obsession with them makes sense. Rather, that your obsession is legend.
7. Not as if your desire for them waned. Rather, you grew afraid of their torment.
8. Not as if the torment was the eggs themselves. Rather, the lack, the wracking in your body, the
cysts you produced instead, those were torment.
9. Not as if you gave up. Rather, like your body did.
Southern poet Michelle McMillan-Holifield is a Best of the Net and Pushcart nominee, semi-finalist in The MacGuffin’s 29th Annual Poet Hunt (2024), and was longlisted for the Dzanc Poetry Prize (2024). Her work can be found or is forthcoming in Bear Review, Nelle, Permafrost, Rust & Moth, Stirring, The Main Street Rag, and Whale Road Review, among others.