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notifyingly you swanned red and thenArianne Zwartjes—after jenny saville the acquitted greens of her breasts, nipples appraising the day. quiet hammer of the elbow, the navel knit together. given the possible ways skin can lacerate. the grafting of skin onto bloodied stumps. or the way the penis hangs lightly below the breasts. a gladdening of paint on the wide open belly, a quarrel of color & shadow. bodies can do the impossible. take elephantiasis for example. (massive enlargement) (legs and external genitals) (minute wormlike parasites in the blood) cheeks grow slowly into the shoulder, hands melt into the tissue of the stomach. are we still the same person when the flesh of the face is peeled away. chest sparring with neck, breasts overlaid. a bead of sweat on the lip. or the man with the beard and the breasts (this could be you). take, the silent glide of thighs, ears, the encrusting of toes upon the floor. searing trajectory towards change. a body between genders. floating that is not fixed. (all marking is done with the patient in a standing position) (an estimated amount of tissue to be removed) a notification of red, crimson on the last edge. soon cracks will appear all throughout your voice. the line of the belly pauses only marginally. when shana started t. he sounded sick for months and months, was a different text to anyone. now the story’s more immutable. less room for elusive green. he was smoothcheeks when we sat at a small table on the sidewalk, sun heating us like bricks. now he is squarejaw. he is wrists and tenor. a skin of blue built up, clouds itself on the edge. an easy slide. we coagulate in the viewing, as though something had just made sense. to think of you passing is to imbed ice blocks below the skin of the forearms. a vaunting of cheekbone, laved blue in the opening of the evening. praise searing. Arianne Zwartjes Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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