Paige Quiñones
Ode to Hysteria + Anhedonia
One of me is a woman
with pointed teeth in love
with my own girlish cackle
let’s play games in my well-
furnished sitting room
let’s have a party & invite
everyone we’ve met
& kiss them all
but at my worst
I’m two women or more
the room lit by my mouth
will drop into darkness
double is double too many sometimes
I’d rather be alone—
*
dearest other girl
waist-deep in water
I hate you for flooding
the bedroom though maybe
it was always flooded
please don’t stare at my feet
they’re only bone
but at your best
let’s sleep together
since my legs are your legs
& your hands are my almost-twins
sometimes I crave your mouth
more than my own—
*
together we read the stars
& decide I’m our best prey
I ask us both again
& again
why don’t we just
drown each other
On the Duality Of
This is two rooms on opposite sides of a house.
These rooms are made for me.
One is covered in ivy: my new backbone.
One is so empty it sighs.
This is the shakes, or the white sheet
I examine for blood.
I am coated in nothing, a woman
crawling. This is my shaking:
yes. Or, this is a shaking: need.
I cannot help but see a rift
between ridged fingertips
and how soft a woman can be. How she
is a curve I can never reconcile.
I still smell her. Hello,
heart-racer. Hello, re-thinker. Every flower
that’s red or white
dies quickly in my vase.
They beg for light even as I
am compelled to crush
each dried petal in my fist.
Paige Quiñones's work has appeared or is forthcoming in Best New Poets, Copper Nickel, Crazyhorse, Orion Magazine, Poetry Northwest, Sixth Finch, and elsewhere. She is currently a PhD student in poetry at the University of Houston, where she serves as a poetry editor for Gulf Coast. Her first collection, The Best Prey, won the Lena-Miles Wever Todd Prize and is forthcoming from Pleiades Press in 2021.