Series: Bleed Necklace: The Body Undone From Its Error

FURCULA

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

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