Tuesday, 3 April 2018


today is my birthday—I get
a doll
a dancing fist
another glut of cake

I trade bat wings for Barbie
leather legs &
plastic thighs

the doll is a hard act to swallow

today I learn echolocation
spelled backwards
put it in my mouth

the bat wings spark in the black
doll taste is cellophane
and broken hair

in the black the girls sing
the stevie wonder version

I chew on doll foot
counting candles and toes

today is my birthday
they forgot one
one toe / one candle

we are even now

today I will be an object
a plastic jack knife
hold a lighter to my thighs &
I’ll bloom in the darkness like a flower

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