Bowerheart

By Malachy Moran

I have prepared
a space for you
filled it with
pretty things
shiny rocks and
cuttlefish bones
seagull feathers
and bits of brick
worn flat by the surf.
I have carved all the walls
with inscriptions
snippets of vedas
runic spells.
I have wafted incense
in all the corners
to chase away
any evil spirits.
I have turned about in place
over and over and over again
to trample flat the earth
until it was
just perfect.

Malachy Moran is an American expat currently residing in Norway. A PTSD survivor and recovering drug addict, Malachy has lived too many lives already to believe in reincarnation. Hopefully this is it. Malachy can be found hosting and performing at poetry open mics in Oslo. You can find his work in the forthcoming winter edition of Anti-Heroin Chic and follow his journey on Threads @malformed_poetry.