To Star a Mother’s Silence

Even acid margarine tastes
better than butter. Saffron-colored
anise seeds are stars, cherished
pearls singing in the grisly mouths
of mothers, a bloodiness in the jaw.
Gnaw on the yellowness of silence,
then tell it to speak.

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