Catherine Chambers: #MeToo Series
THE PREGNANT MAN
Isn’t there always
a boy (but this time
I’ll humor him and say man.)
We are all pregnant with something,
but in men I’ve found (who have found me)
it’s usually something dead.
A Virgo with a rising Cancer (me)
will try and heal
the fissures and stretch
marks that cover him (A Scorpio probably.)
I am under
the impression that he wants me
to feed him these horse pills,
taste mud season.
A girl who buys into star signs (also me)
will lubricate him (with the way I talk)
with Crown Maple Whiskey shots in the snow
without (a bra or) enough layers on.
A man (him) with something dead
inside bent me over and ate my ass
(to the best of my recollection) behind a house
older than both of us put together
(the way we were
against clapboards.)
What I remember: Orion
the hunter, (it was winter) the joint
in my hand (I was high), the name
of his son (whose mother was being
cheated on), the fact that at least
this way the dying thing in him
wouldn’t get inside me, looking up
at the rain gutter (help me), wondering
which one of us would cry first. (Me again.)
Catherine Chambers is an Asian-American mermaid living in Brooklyn with her dog, Bob Dylan. She is currently completing her MFA at the University of Southern Maine and edits Poets Resist for Glass: A Journal of Poetry. She tweets about Virgo stuff at @CatChamberz.