Maddy Chrisman-Miller

        1.       Sick bird, one day
So blushed
A rough breading
Then stood for a boy
Searching for a robe, a boy
Neft, volatile, newly
I called my swan

        2.       The first oil in the world
Longer felt diminutive

        3.       Is the hypothetical source
Euphrosyne
Wrong green of beaujolais

        4.     Shortening snowdrift
A slip of rock
Ruthless cypriots
Pull back to the borough

        5.     Rabbit raised on table
Loeb of corn
Type of scarce clam
And soon, sunk beneath a
Yawning
Fishwives
These
Rue
Pinned herself to a much huskier Tulsan

        6.     All surround a heavy bench
With vapor-heavy mitre
Could draw a block
Could stone a leg
Clever flavedo
Airier or earthier than the thing
So plain as wan, braided
Calpe

        7.     Rope from great low
Diet hive
Some climb to Plough
Some descend to Sculptor

        8.     Rich eggs, we asked
And she went to make them
She lift there
Lip of a steam pool
Laid because she laid

        9.     Whhock, wathe
The other Perses spring
Fruit sour
-Ruit dead
Thesked
The spike very may el the mallow

        10.    A woman became Fontana di Trevi
Then the necks of bulls
Then twin coils
Kirsch-choked morse
She sent lines
Induced roked splittings of cicely

        1.     Almond cane fontina
Thin exables
Thin twinkles
Thin girth
More oaked the more
She spent, lines
Seduce-killing
Oafishly

        2.     Wallop! Knocks on the cave
A lover purses his
Spring hours
Spud red accessory
Oathed
And piked as if a swallow

        3.     Tasked with plagues
She went Opelika
Shift where
Clip of simple
Overhang else you overhang

        4.     Swope Auge goes
A diatribe
‘Gainst grouse and shapeless
‘Gainst the hilltop

        5.     All’s round an inch
Taper towards the bevy
And those in flock
And those sovy bee
Brea known as pepo
Ariel unearthing a ring
In pan parade

        6.    On table: braised game
Robe of torn
Cameirus lamb
And swoon, sunk teeth to a
Pawing
Slow
Borage
Guyser
Bind yourself quickly for
Such a husk always colds one

        7.     Chortling go with
My flip and pluck
Rueful cairene
Whole pack of dough
   
        8.     Strong medical force
Sour green
A ripe constant roundeley

        9.     Verse boils the worlds
Hunger knelt, sibilant

        10.    Thick curd, I may
Go lush
And tough breeding
I would pour
Soy in a
Gingerly weft
Domicile
Appalled, my swan

Maddy Chrisman-Miller’s work has recently appeared in DIAGRAM, GROTTO, and NEW Journal of American Poetry, and is forthcoming in mercury firs. She lives in Kentucky.