Grandma Knows Life

Grandma Knows Life

Edited by Sarah Roderick

Grandma sing
Gospel
Contralto low
rasp
Mahalia take
my hand high c crescendo
               “her vibrato quickens”—
flip pork-chops
in lard
feet fixed to
white-ish,
brown floor tile 
of home
 

Grandma sang
to church
Etta James 
Putrescence

Putrescence

Nobody will love you, because they don't
want to be called a pervert for it.
It is tempting, it is flickering and recycled
and fleeting, the moon's curtain fanfare -
take these superglue sutures to
fuck shut your sores;
take 
To:

To:

to balloons descending to man in the diminutive
in the crater by pier light
to the logotype eased the eyes upwards
to fields of water unsuited
for processions of beast & burial to summer’s
tactile deprivation interrupted
to skydivers in …

ostensible

ostensible

stings
from the
papercuts in between my
fingers
from my feet
standing at the edge
of a metal plate.

There were
three knocks at my door
when my eyelashes
started
slowly fluttering
down
down
down.

My leathered skin
peeled off…

The Bone Spire I

The Bone Spire I

There is erected
a bone spire
in structure,

restructuring in near constant
iterative transformation.

A system of bone,
feeding upon human- animal marrow.

Flattening consciousness
into the empty form,
of a pure motivated
life
without end
or self-recognition.

Pure white …

Sea Legs

Sea Legs

Whales began in the water, but soon
developed legs to bathe warmly in the sun
inevitably, they returned to the sea not unmarked
for thousands of years breathed the blue still with hind legs trailing
What preceded their return? What …