Boshemia is an independent online and print magazine revolving around arts and culture through an energised, engaged, inclusive feminist lens. A global collective of storytellers and activists, with a core team based in UK, USA and France, and collaborators from all four corners of the earth.
My poems in this issue explore the limitations of our bodies, and the communities we find within and without ourselves. This thought of community is further explored with a poem on the regulation and policing of bodies and the anger, defiance and hope that comes with corporeal form.
This collection of poems holds a special place with me as it was the first time I had ever been published. Seeing my name in print and that someone might want to read my gross, sciencey, private poems gave me the confidence to submit to other things.
A Bad Spell
Here I am to putrefy eutrophy and testify to the fact that I haven’t left this river bed in six days become one with the reeds of my pondscum mind my muddied depths and slow the bile bubbles rise to sink again.
I contain multitudes marching and massing a real community the unseen me. They eat my cheese break my fibre pick my battles and keep me up. But sometimes in quick rebellion they get lost and make a mess. But I love them still for I am human I am many.
It’s my privilege to not make it personal have my skin, my bones my brick-walls my weight tip the scale. Slid between my thighs so politically erect forced and foddered yet I easily ignored never angry enough. For everything done to erase and subdue search and destroy. In youth I thought I could only be angry for so long. No. My anger knows roots stretching and shaking branching to new buds and in defiance blooms. We will outgrow you.
Volume 02 Issue 03 // BODIES // Summer 2018