‘My Mother’s Mouth’
— Hannah Cohen
I don’t know which is true so I am mouth moving / stuttering / silence.
Part soliloquy, part drama, and a blend of memoir and poem, “My Mother’s Mouth” is soul-ripping and unapologetic in its own flesh. The poem’s insecurities and abuse isn’t glossed over or subtle—you see the danger and suffering in the italics and slashes. Long poetic forms are a beast of their own, and this poem is truly alive and untamed. I’ve stated before that I anticipate only the best in the future of poetry from young writers, and Alexis definitely shines and shatters expectations of what a poem can reveal.