Watusi
Today is the release day for An Autopsy: Poems, by Hunter Bloodmoon.
To celebrate, here’s one of the many poems included in the collection.
Watusi
I sail by passive
and go straight to aggressive
my polite clap
more chilling than
any war horn
at dawn
Picture this:
my blood smeared face
smiling at the wreckage
the carnage
my dancing feet
twirling
over the broken ground
no dance sweeter than
the watusi
My humor is a lash
and if it does not draw blood
it is not funny.
I am my own favorite
punchline.
Please, admire my flair.
It is the brightest flower in my bonnet
Do not try to placate me
I am not the moral
of the story
I am the foreboding clouds
the ominous roll of thunder
the ssnk ssnk of the scythe
felling the wheat
the held breath
before the arrow flies
I awaken
to crush dreams
and burn down villages.
Picture this:
A smile so sharp
it can draw blood
a flash of
anger is all it takes
to light my
finest summer bonnet
aflame.
Run.
“…Hunter’s poems are spells of contagious self-reclamation, the kind that comes from being really damn honest with yourself.”
—Rhyd Wildermuth, from the Introduction
Finally collected together in print form, Hunter Bloodmoon’s poem collection An Autopsy released into the world 21 January, 2025.
Twenty-nine lyrical works of love, loss, and the strange, wild, and dangerous power of finding your own voice.
Read Rhyd Wildermuth’s introduction to An Autopsy here, and read Hunter Bloodmoon’s poem All Hail The Runners here.
Information
Individual print copies of An Autopsy retail for 12 US. Digital editions cost 8 US and can be ordered at this link.
It’s also available as part of a special poetry book package. That package includes three books:
An Autopsy, by Hunter Bloodmoon
These books would normally retail together for 36 US but are available together for 28.8 US (save $7.20).
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