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From the Notebook:


Musings on the Process:

Mornings are sticky and sweet
glue on my fingers
honey on my tongue

I lick my lips
in anticipation of
my mini massacre
          the rip before the resurrection

Off with her head!
And for the 
cradled carnage;
a new torso to perch upon

Novel hands to reach for…
What was it you wanted?
Friends!
bodies belonging to everyone but themselves: 
a family of funky frankensteins
      legs on loan
to unnatural creatures
longing for “neutral” limbs
Ha!

It was me who gave him her body
And it was we who gave her his
      mismatched melanin 
      gender gently degenerating
      with wicked and wonderful whimsy 

the muted memory of a second set of lips 
buried beneath a stolen smile 
from some celebrity on page 6

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