.

foreclosure punches out family

 

one slain family
in foreclosure so slow
the worm turns itself over
actual body time
punches out
fingers

 .

perfect blur halo

 

we announce violin with
pregnant stress
placed in the voice
the solo fragment tears itself open

the blood bleeds
outside the lines and blue
bleeding cleans mercury

 

.

in blue oxygen the static licks purity

 

a parthenogenesis  remainder of
how we grew a limb from
the seeds
dust from the crystal

vision a flat exercise
when rabbits
scurried in fur
a virtual answer
disguised as enter or everyone
viewed the scene
as a way to kill feet

then pause to eat dark
chocolate a headache is next but
surely they will all wear red
because a hole a dog
but not
a door face
in from the garden

 

 

 

 

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Mary Kasimor grew up in Minnesota and now lives between Minnesota and Washington (State). She has most recently been published in the following journals: Yew Journal, Big Bridge, Mad Hatter’s Review (now MadHat), Reconfigurations, Moria, Otoliths, Certain Circuits, The Bakery, and Altered Scale. She received a Fellowship from US Poets in Mexico for the 2010 Conference. She was also a Finalist in the 2011 Ahsahta Chapbook Contest. She has two books of poetry, & cruel red (Otoliths 2010) and silk string arias (BlazeVOX 2008).

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