Intricate equipment suspended
from above descends
to warm her skull — not striking terror
like one of the machines
her doctors use, seeking answers.
She’s written herself a prescription
to visit weekly, soothed
by a throne-like chair and ambient,
bestial roar that pushes her
through a dazzling tunnel,
by silver scissors raised
in the hands of the gentle god
by her side who murmurs
into her hair. Dark crescents
fall and swirl, joining
constellations of red, silver & gold
moons that glow in the black sky
pulsing beneath her booted feet.
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About Maria Terrone
Maria Terrone’s nonfiction has appeared in such publications as Witness, Green Mountains Review, The Common, Briar Cliff Review, Potomac Review, The Evansville Review and Litro (U.K.), and her prose, commissioned by the Guggenheim Museum, was performed in its stillspotting nyc project. Bordighera Press will publish her first book of creative nonfiction, At Home in the New World, in 2018.
Also a poet, Terrone is the author of the collections Eye to Eye; A Secret Room in Fall (McGovern Prize, Ashland Poetry Press); The Bodies We Were Loaned, and a chapbook, American Gothic, Take 2. Magazines including Poetry and Ploughshares and more than 25 anthologies have featured her Pushcart Prize-nominated work. In 2015 she became the poetry editor of the journal Italian Americana.
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