There Are Ravens Inside Me
racing across muscle and bone,
flying through ankles,
reaching my hips, striving
towards a throbbing heart
held in webs tightly strung.
each beat of wing burns
away the glycine silk
of dour constraint.
endless clangor;
pounds against breast
inside, inside it
is chaos—
feathers flailing, screeching,
black ink thrashing wings:
vigorous pain
striving for release,
incorruptible power
from within, let
the sarcophagus
be unwed, unburied—
she spits dirt
and flies.
Nadia Christina is a senior at SUNY Fredonia attaining a double major in English and writing. She is the treasurer of Fredonia’s writing club, Writers’ Ring. She specializes in free-form poetry and prose poetry.