Hiʻiaka: Goddess Carried In Egg
by Ghazah Abbasi

Art by Laura Byrne
After learning astrology, Chani,
penning poetry, Charles,
a volcano, erupted out of me —
just like Species (science-fiction),
baby bursted out of mother,
alien killing human,
only one or other,
racist, sexist eco-system
where one plus one is
zero-sum.
Sacrificial goats for Eid — ‘lamb’
doesn’t quite cut it
where missionaries, bearing crosses,
colonized the land.
South Indian Kerala sacrificed
peppercorn, that other cuisines may
live,
relinquishing
place for ubiquity—
an abstract win, if any.
I sacrificed my liberty,
face pinned to the wall, ground
between a rock and a hard face,
the limits of the universe
and your petty, bourgeois agenda,
my stomach sparked a tingle,
vomiting up my chakras,
awakening my
resistance.