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Volume VI, Issue I
..:: POETRY ::..
..:: PROSE ::..
..:: OTHER ::..
::.. Volume IV, Issue II
..:: ARCHIVES ::..
Volume I, Issue I
Volume I, Issue II
Volume II, Issue I
Volume II, Issue II
Volume III, Issue I
Volume III, Issue II
Volume IV, Issue I
Volume V, Issue I
Knees without ligaments
incarnate in Trasimeno she makes an oar out of her femur then
a stone out of her kneecap signaling her desire to me
from out of her tibia a flute that enables our telecommunication
from her fibula an anchor that pierces my heart like a lance
lake-bodied nymph, I sink in your depths and settle on your womb's bottom
like a baby, like a foundering suicide boat. Cling
to my body's bow like a figurehead and after, my compatriots start to call:
I look up, I see legs, and I talk to you like a sailor long away from home