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Naming the PaintsRebecca LoudonIn the broken car on the road between Cairo and Alexandria paint in hair tongue lungs I twisted the brush to a fine point in my mouth painted the air green/wadj malachite calcium copper I repeated each word a primer until I got it right (I never got it right) you found my diary read the apology the blotches on my skin red/desher cornelian ochre iron red hair red mouth red eyes the narrow road (Egyptian men depicted with red skin) the Opening of the Mouth ceremony a barque mirage dust rimming your lips white/hedj chalk gypsum I couldn't stop weeping or coughing the car broke down 7 times black/kem rubber stink soot charcoal burnt animal bones I squatted in the dirt traced a map (your fable that brown pigment was made from ground-up mummies that I ate, chewing on the yellow/khenet bristles) arsenic trisulphide how brilliant you felt when the engine kicked over and the bells rang up and down your sides Rebecca Loudon Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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