"One Night at Mood Ring" by Marisol Brady
Two poems by Millie Tullis
Dream With Birds
Grandmére is teaching me to weave birds.
They are black thread birds. When she stops I
slip in my hand to see that they are still
downy. Grandmére’s mouth is sewn with a
thread the color of her hair. Outside
I gather the red dirt. I will make
a red shrike from this dirt. I spit
on my hands until the bird breathes.
They are black thread birds. When she stops I
slip in my hand to see that they are still
downy. Grandmére’s mouth is sewn with a
thread the color of her hair. Outside
I gather the red dirt. I will make
a red shrike from this dirt. I spit
on my hands until the bird breathes.
after
an apple tree grew
on her body
I imagined roots
wrapping her
wrists tunneling
the cavities
of her face
once an apple
bruised my heel
I read it
as punishment
for the morning’s
small sin
there is no forgiveness
between attention
and love
on her body
I imagined roots
wrapping her
wrists tunneling
the cavities
of her face
once an apple
bruised my heel
I read it
as punishment
for the morning’s
small sin
there is no forgiveness
between attention
and love
Millie Tullis is a poet and folklorists from Northern Utah. She received an MFA from George Mason University in 2021 and is currently studying Folklore at Utah State University. Her work has been published in Sugar House Review, Rock & Sling, Cimarron Review, Ninth Letter, and elsewhere. She serves as the Assistant Editor for Best of the Net and reads for Poetry Daily. You can sometimes find her on twitter @millie_tullis.
Marisol Brady is a self-taught photographer whose work examines the ephemerality of capitalist excess, nostalgic distortion, times we’ve had, times we’ve been told we had, and the time we have left. They cast an optimistic, neon-lensed glance at the decay precipitated by the hyper-escalating economic inequality and planetary destruction of the past four decades that, with some squinting, recognizes its transformative potential. Originally hailing from Long Island’s south shore, Marisol lives in Brooklyn.
