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spring cleaning // propagation season
By Amanda Pendley
we are girls in gardens over and over
again, growing out of each other’s wrists
where the bandage soaks clean
we change the water. change our bodies
reach a hand down to rearrange
the organs to make room enough for us
to live inside of ourselves
enough for me to live in you
and not be called dead
something keeps reawakening
this stillborn love and calling
it a rebeginning. I have learned
that I exist in the world
because of my own lungs
I no longer need to hear
my name exhaled
from yours.
Amanda Pendley is a recent graduate in English and creative writing from the University of Iowa. She is spending her gap year manifesting the wardrobe of a Parisian poet and a future fit for a movie screen. She finds inspiration in illuminated tarot cards, maximalism, and fresh fruit.
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