Series: Bleed Necklace: The Body Undone From Its Error


  • She said, my arms have become loose at the wishbone
    She said, there is feed upon my body
    She said, like the flies what gave the early
    She said, morning its clarion hum on the shit
    She said, there is a green freedom upon me now
    She said, wrestling out my guts
    She said, where I have never been touched
    She said, I am an equation, allowed to leap
    She said, between a number and a letter
    She said, yellow belly fat hot grasshopper
    She said, but my bones aren’t they still too soft
    She said, the wet grass
    She said, where the sun becomes a song
    She said, before it becomes a thought

  • 18" x 14"
  • Oilbar on paper
  • 2016
  • $600.00 (framed)
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