bottom feeder - Emma Cholip
I feel tumbled and tossed
A rolling stone on the ocean floor
Destined to float with the seaweed
And succumb to the waves.
I feel smooth and soft
From a lifetime of removing rough edges
But looking inward
I still see the sharpness there
Prominent and domineering
How anyone could see
Past the girl made of shattered glass
And instead see a person
Made of stained glass, collected
From the sea, wine bottles, and shards of a supernova
Decadent enough to fill Atlantis’s chapels with my kaleidoscope colors.
Emma Cholip is primarily a horror writer, always intrigued by the gruesome details, though she has always felt a deep love for poetry and fantasy. She has never been published before, but she has worked on several publications before as editor and editor-in-chief!