Held

Maggie Devers

The sweetest meat is closest to the bone

The most tender, the most true

The tissue there is hardest to reach,

To manipulate from the outside.

If you squeezed my arm

How much bone would you feel?

Would the flesh push back

And guard my depths?

The fruit around the mango pit is sinewy

Unless it’s overripe,

Then it melts into your mouth.

More from Maggie Devers ↓

• Read my debut poetry book, For My Daughter
• Follow me on Instagram for more poetry @rembrandts.cure

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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only

Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice. We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.

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