The Blessed One

Blessed is the one

who goes into the ditch

forsaking language

dissolving mind

warm body half-

naked in a dry wash

the very embodiment

of a taboo

I am the one
who in truth’s pursuit
runs and hides

I am the animal in the woods
my bare chest sleeping
in its bed of light

I go to the desert
I go to the woods

to strike offensive poses


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Jessica Martini is a multi-genre writer originally from Sedona, Arizona. After earning her MFA in creative writing from Northern Arizona University, where she also taught, she found her way to San Francisco, CA. She cares about the arts, housing issues, and education.