Poetry

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A Short History of my Gag Reflex

“I’ve been trying to whip sore / wounds into weapons, if only through language; / the tight lisp of my new name,”

“long and hungry, / contained, an / unbroken tube / of being.”

“The sun lazes up / there as if drunk on Bolivian moonshine and altitude, // as we are.”

“I read The Three-Body Problem by Liu Cixin and believed our / universe was foldable like aluminum foil.”

“sitting on a broken fence as the crabs // split their shells chunks of raw abalone / dripping from the beaks of gulls”

“I’d / let the quiet wastelands of our bodies overlap, be / watched by our neighbors in this country.”

“what if / circuits vegetate like synapses in / a springing vine— / & all the dew-code glistens in blue sky?”

“Translation: / everything / is / oranges: / a cathedral / a small god.”

“Late now and the ward has quieted / Still I can’t sleep this IV in my arm / the day stuck on my brow”