Literary Orphans

No Provenance by Margaret Wack


You are greater than America

and more rich in pleasure:


I want to trample you

with wild horses,


sow you with a thousand

brilliant blossoms.


I want to savage your heartland,

swallow your peninsulas,


tongue out your

sweet found gold


like a slippery smile

in rich black earth


– true I have no steel or thunder,

only murderous small hands


to till and tumble you,

unearth your loveliness –


this world has no provenance

but is found and kept.

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Margaret Wack has had her work previously published in Strange Horizons, Liminality, and Devilfish review, among others. More can be found at


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–Art by Ashley Holloway

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