Meagan Washington

Meagan Washington

Meagan Washington

Configuration of weeping, I beg you,

cease. My new lesson is how to not shed:
          to not leave bits of myself behind,
          even if it’s just protein, dead hair.

I prayed and what did prayer avail?
Your needful eyes in anticipation—
          Behold what your weeping has made
          of me: weakened, down on both knees.
 
I must wipe the world clean of me:
keep even the split ends to myself.
          Do you refuse your own answer?
          Your eyes are open wounds, heal.
  
Figure, I eat more than you feed, I see more
than the light on your disconsolate face.
          I could cry and sweep and boil out
          water from duct to floor to moor.

The scent of rosehip oil is overwhelming
and your flooding has almost consumed me;
          these words are light enough to float.


Meagan Washington is a Houston native and a current New York City transplant. She received her MFA in poetry at CUNY Hunter College and her BA from the University of Houston.