nectar poetry

CAMILLE AGUILAR ROSAS

Title: Anastasis Poem: It begins with an exorcism or, gardening. I no longer believe in a difference. In death I watch a spirit burst from beneath some surface, either my body’s or the earth’s. Above me time crawls on its white belly like wind through the grass whispering impossible questions. I know nothing of tomorrow except that it emerges from the dark. These hands that buried their own body in the land now tend to the soul who lives in it, work in equal parts violent and gentle. Like ghosts what blossoms from this kindness is a far-flung creature who lives in the future, in a golden meadow shaking off soil as if shedding skin as she rises, eyes turned in the direction of the sun.

Camille Aguilar Rosas recently finished her undergraduate degree in English Literature at the University of the Philippines Diliman. She lives with ADHD and a twelve-year old calico cat. Her work has been previously published by Inklette Magazine, Déraciné Magazine, perhappened mag, and others.

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