04 Jan script eighty-five by Liz Mariani
resting in a field of garlic?
sinking into another suburban fold?
at the door on the floor at the door?
are you the border guard?
this is a field of garlic
spin the clearcut field of snow
chew the wind
this is the lack of visibility
this is the best edit
this is snow blindness
this is the cost
About the Poet
Liz Mariani is a poet and spoken word artist who lives in Buffalo, New York.
Liz Mariani earned an MFA in Poetry from Mills College. She has had poems published in Queering The Apocalypse published by Double Text Media, Slipstream Magazine, Moonlit Getaway, Record of Dissent: Poems of Protest in an Authoritarian Age — Summer 2025 published by The Chaos Section Poetry Project, Italian Trans Geographies edited by Danila Cannamela, Marzia Mauriello, and Summer Minerva and published by SUNY Press, The Brooklyner, Fortunates, Artvoice, Images Magazine, PoemTown Randolph, Great Lakes Review, The Waiting Room, The Buffalo News, After The Pause and Advaitam Speaks. She has published broadsides through collaborations with Jeremy Maxwell and Michael Morgulis.
This poem was originally appeared in Record of Dissent: Poems of Protest in an Authoritarian Age — Summer 2025 published by The Chaos Section Poetry Project. It is republished here with the permission of the author and publisher.
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