by Qurat Dar
I covet the rubble beneath her feet. Her palm
shattering stories of corporate soda glass. My
gums ache for her ovation of teeth. I want to
rise from the sea, endless and horrible.
Something to be revered in translation. Oh,
to be a city born in her moult. To eat the top
halves of buildings like a rabbit ruining carrots.
Oh, to sun myself on airport tarmac, swatting
fighter jets like fruit flies. A forked road in my
mouth. Oh, to see the heat leaving God’s body,
taste it in darts.
QURAT DAR is the author of Non-Prophet (icehouse poetry 2025) for which she received the inaugural Claire Harris Poetry Prize. She was the City of Mississauga’s third Youth Poet Laureate and a Canadian Individual Poetry Slam National Champion. Qurat’s poems have appeared in EVENT, Arc Poetry Magazine, Room Magazine, and across the Toronto Transit Commission (TTC) network.
For Godzilla was edited by Conyer Clayton and Lois Chan. It can be found in Augur Magazine Issue 8.2.
