Lizzy Ke Polishan

creat(i)o(r/n)

i birthe
eight invisible geraniums. open 

between the hydrangeas. drink
all the water. where we made our home evaporates. 

your wings are mostly hollow. flowers
hold the yellow starshine 

so well. i tend. my garden
is where i lost my body. a place where we can discuss 

the invisible. baby eats
a fistful of earth and names 

it. a crater. in my garden
a voice commands 

you: keep dancing. while everything falls. apart
from all the craters, the baby is 

doing good. is the fastest way to heaven
the stairs on the right? present a hazard to the invisible. baby 

just spoke
her first word. sounds like milk but means 

mama will be displacing my name. for a while,
baby only wanted water if she could 

drink it on her own. from the stars
the earth is born. every time. just for you.

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Lizzy 柯 (Ke) Polishan’s work has recently appeared in or is forthcoming from Gulf Coast Journal, The Notre Dame Review, Rhino, Rust + Moth and PRISM International, among others. The author of A Little Book of Blooms, she is a Pushcart-Prize nominee and the recipient of the Eleanor B. North Poetry Award. She is currently a poetry reader for Palette and Psaltery & Lyre. She lives in coal-country Pennsylvania with her husband and cats.