this little one went to market, etc

[sobrellevar]

and another one stayed home.





Yes
Catherine Doty

It's about the blood
banging in the body,
and the brain
lolling in its bed
like a happy baby.
At your touch, the nerve,
that volatile spook tree,
vibrates. The lungs
take up their work
with a giddy vigor.
Tremors in the joints
and tympani,
dust storms
in the canister of sugar.
The coil of ribs
heats up, begins
to glow. Come
here.

photograph by bellz-v.

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i'm helping sonstoodstammer do catchups for the moment!