Day: July 14, 2015

sound of chromosomes

No matter how hard one tries to expel nomenclature, the minor keys linger in all-night gas stations.

The Way Your Husband Walks Beside You

The doctor asks, were you blue as death

or infancy? Metal on flame

and bearing it or mad, embracing it,

I say. Without praise.

Ink-stone

you are a brush of calligraphy
sweeping designs across my belly
ink splattering circles and symbols
like a string of black lipped oyster pearls
strewn between my thighs

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