Bonus Cut Poetry: “Inheritance” By Abby Conklin

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This is the 12th installment of Bonus Cut Poetry, a new series that features original poems by Bonus Cut staff, artists and YOU! In this series, our mission is to bring people together in poetry, share stories and display wonderful artistic pieces. If you would like to have your poems in the next Bonus Cut Poetry installment, just email us at bonuscut@gmail.com

Our 12th installment features Bonus Cut’s own Abby Conklin.

Inheritance
By: Abby Conklin

I use the bathroom obsessively
when I’m drunk on nights
like this, as if I could piss
out liquor till only truth
remains. This isn’t
for fun.  The giggle.
Booze in my body
a key in the lock
I’ve been trying to duct
tape over for years.
Can I tell you about the terror
of relief, the day I learned
I wasn’t allergic to whiskey;
like a four year muscle
cramp, loosing its fist?

A tired cough wracks
my chest tonight.  Sick
rattling of bones; my live-in
excuse for hot liquor. It turns
down through my body,
shutting everything off,
“out of order” tags swinging
from ribs, lungs, heart.
Come back tomorrow.  Watch
your step.  Caution.
Have patience with a body
fighting off what it wants.

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One thought on “Bonus Cut Poetry: “Inheritance” By Abby Conklin

  1. Anonymous says:

    Wow. The images in this poem, it’s mood, the tone, will stick with me for a long time. Thank you.

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