Karina Lazorchak
Pomegranate, Dissected
A nurse enters
with a warm hand
And a swollen heart,
Desperate for a taste of tartness to
soothe the pain of
discordant hospital rooms
She reaches toward the
scarlet sculpture,
wearing a Sweet’n Low smile
to hide the
sour
within
Bloody, ripe flesh sits patiently
on the operating table,
All veins and arteries
open for observation
A pip bursts in two
and its dragon juice
dribbles down,
spreading sweet secrets
Karina Lazorchak reads and writes from her home in Arlington, Virginia and as a student at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, where she studies English Literature. When she’s not writing, she enjoys playing the bass guitar and listening to music, her other true love.