Recipe for the After-After World
Snuff a peppercorn in your nostril like Rameses
& sneeze all the way to the next place.
Or soak your ribs in honey, turn your skeleton
crunchy & mellifluous. Show up candy boned.
In the after-after world, arrive
marinaded in beef tallow, goose-gorged
and liverslick. Ready to be shucked.
Listen: the gods of the after-after world
are always hungry, so be the wet feast
you want to see in the world. Be the girl
with meat flanks & tripe out.
Listen: we’re all just punctured meat sacks
trying to keep our guts from drooling, so
gorge, gorge & pepper nose, my sweet.
Make your sack a stuffed shank, bloated with
rosemary. Lie back, for we shall soon be devoured.
Jane Flett is a philosopher, cellist, and seamstress of most fetching stories. Her writing features in the Best British Poetry 2012 and has been commissioned for BBC Radio and performed at the Edinburgh International Book Festival. She is one half of the riot grrl band Razor Cunts, the poetry editor for Leopardskin & Limes and a founder of Queer Stories Berlin. Jane is also the recipient of the Scottish Book Trust New Writer Award, and was voted Berlin's best English-language writer in 2015 by Indieberlin.