Bloodletting

by Robert Beveridge

It is time
to take the razor
and score the binds

it is time
to stop the minor wars
that hide our mouths

it is time
to sever the flesh
that conjoins us

​the blood released
to fertilize the earth
could be true
and thus, we could face each other


Robert Beveridge (he/him) makes noise at xterminal.bandcamp.com and writes poetry in Akron, Ohio. He has recent or upcoming appearances in The Virginia NormalCredo Espoir, and Chiron Review, among others.

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