For each day of National Poetry Month one of our fellows will explore the breadth of poetry in three ways: through a question from another fellow, through a poem and through a writing prompt, #writetoday.
Muriel Leung asks, If you were the architect of a city with poetry as your only tool, what type of city would you build? Would you describe it for us?
Tarfia Faizullah answers, Detroit.
That’s when the scar stitched my shoulder whole
until it grew thick,
like ant-eaten bark It rubbed
between his thighs
while mosquitoes brooded
Oh, their kiss-
hungry mouths It skinned
lake-water like a scythe
It wanted to learn
how to carry the word
until the ochre sky wished itself
until the skin broke—
and that’s when the scar revealed a woman
shaped like an ebony
Previously published in Makeout Creek.
Tarfia Faizullah is the author of Seam (Southern Illinois University Press) and and can be found at www.tfaizullah.com.