Expecting, always, the resurrection,
I made a study of wounds: the catgut
stitch, the keloid itch; broke bones
to watch them freshly bridge; read
Gray’s and Ebers, lamplit, while my right hand
charted tides. I toured the graves,
clasped disinterred men close to gaze
through their shocked eyes, seeking:
a kite’s reflection, a last impression,
the shy hem of a dispersed soul. I knew
my part. I learned my art. In readiness, I
So when I woke,
all my articulation fled, wet, tongueless,
sanctified, unskilled, and left for dead,
I knew enough of ligaments to understand
how each bone fit under your callused hands.
(Editors’ Note: “Osiris” is read by Erika Ensign on the Uncanny Magazine Podcast Episode 25B.)
© 2018 Leah Bobet
Novelist, editor, and critic Leah Bobet’s novels have won the Sunburst, Copper Cylinder, and Aurora Awards, been selected for the Ontario Library Association’s Best Bets program, and shortlisted for the Cybils and the Andre Norton Award. Her short fiction has appeared in multiple Year’s Best anthologies and been transformed into choral work, and is taught in high school and university classrooms in Canada, Australia, and the US. She was guest poetry editor for Reckoning: creative writing on environmental justice’s 2021 issue and her own poetry has appeared in both genre and literary journals through Canada and the United States.
She lives in Toronto, where she makes jam, builds civic engagement spaces, and plants both tomatoes and trees. Visit her at www.leahbobet.com.