foreclosure punches out family


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


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








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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