Jan/Feb 2017 • Vol. XXXIX No. 1 PoetryJanuary 1, 2017 |

Female

Locker-room truant in a locked stall      Through study hall    Hiding, hand-stifling her cries, A girl wide-eyes the unimagined smear      Of blood rusting    Her fingertips. Secret, quaint horror. Some betrayal of the flesh has left her       Vulnerable,     Her blithe pellmell Redefining to this singularity. But no.       She is smarter     Than her body. She will starve This woman out, she will run and outrun       The turncoat moon.     She will firesale down To a shoestring inventory: item:       Two eyes, indifferent     Blue; item: brain and brainstem; Item: one mouth, tightened like a screwcap       On the business end     Of the pipebomb she's just become. 

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