“Oval Meditation” by Clare L. Martin
charcoal and crayon on paper. digitized. editied. filtered.
Life
Offering
Creation
“Creation” by Clare L. Martin.
charcoal and crayon on paper. digitized. edited. filtered. 2016.
Thunderhead, Louisiana Coast, Winter
“Thunderhead, Louisiana Coast, Winter” by Clare L. Martin charcoal and crayon on paper, digitized, edited, filtered. 2016.
Fury
“Fury” by Clare L. Martin, crayon and charcoal on paper, digitized. filtered. 2016.
Detection
“Detection” by Clare L. Martin, charcoal on paper, digitized, filtered. 2016.
Nameless City
“Nameless City,” mixed media, Clare L. Martin, 2016
“Each bone is a highway. Each organ’s a town on the map of the body.”
What is the nameless city
he has taken me to? In it,
we reside in a junky motel.
There is dust from the road
in my mouth when he bends
to kiss me for the first time.
Again.
I have played a pair of deuces, all in.
I have set the path
behind me on fire.
I’ve lived one black
dream after another
for this one desire.
Once,
twice to love—who knew?
Is it a miracle, or a dilemma of death?
He softly bites my tongue.
Takes me into a blissful prison.
He falls asleep with a .45
under the pillow.
The bathroom door hangs off hinges.
Ice melts in a cracked, plastic bucket.
Neon lights blister threadbare curtains.
All night it is like the sun is watching.
I decide to believe God doesn’t exist
but such belief is ineffectual.
How else would I have breathed
so long
outside of his arms?
