I dive straight into the core of my fellow poets’ rants
that are raw and leathery
like thousands of whips cracked
on the bare shoulders
of a monk or a nun that has sinned.
I belong in their lines.
I’m the feminine and masculine part of their minds
when they write about the same things that afflict me.
They think they understand what’s going on here, and vice versa
so, I sink comfortably in the couch
with my innocent cat in my lap,
not knowing precisely
the state of my mental health
or of theirs
but I feel so good with them
crowded, swinging insanely, on the pupil dance floors of my eyes,
being mad at themselves
and raging at life;
I rage along,
beneath the serenity of my mask,
just as viscerally as them,
and we stumble a lot and even fall
but I like it when we get up and dust off our clothes
and each of us keeps doing what we know best to do.
Mihaela Melnic lives and writes in Rome, Italy where her prose and poetry evolve and take different shapes with every new life experience. Her work has appeared in various journals and magazines, including Spillwords magazine, Lothlorien Poetry journal and Ariel Chart journal, both online and in print. She is the author of the bilingual poetry collection "Change of Seasons" and her latest work "Evermore", was co-authored and released in September 2021 through 17Numa Press.