CHRISTY JONES - POEMS

Christy Jones is a Minnesotan poet, singer, actress, and playwright. She recently completed her MFA in Creative Writing from Lindenwood University, and has previously been published in Crux Literary Journal. She loves musical theater, personality assessments, true crime podcasts, and the non-ironic use of a hearty Midwestern accent.

hammocking
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long, languid limbs
lull, learn the willow
wind-bow, blessed assorted
appendages intermix
intermittent
leeway given, give and
taken, back and
sulking, soaking, heavy
fruit-full nearing grass.

within this womb what
gestates but warm
justing, nesting, nectar-lapping
lazy lips at sugared rims and
sun-swung grins, full foolish,
filled and flowed and flown and flung
hung 
held between 
green          green
           and

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october 24
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when all outdoors 
clarion 
calls to nostalgia: sacred
procession toward sepia.
staid oaks spilling
bloodsap: 
wind-pierced peaked 
drops 
earthbound

this is life: to color brilliant,
         to go down


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amateur
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treachery! she
shrieks over,
over again treachery!
as my mind holds 
me sticks me at
swordpoint, makeshift
pirate ship shifting on
lonesome bays my
knees oarlocked my eyes
barefoot, nude as mice,
without even fuzz 
to improve them

April fools
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carousel wind keeps running
fingers through this shawl
of ice-winged lace;
veils me. i hold
tight the hidden
white sepulchers like
eggs in my throat. and none
least of all those with
binoculars can tell
if i am mother or
predator
i have shoveled
suspicions off my driveway three times now
but death is here, and here
and here lies
the hollow-boned skylark
too certain of a song
unsung