Entries categorized as ‘Saliva’
November 14, 2009 · Leave a Comment
BIGGER THAN you could heft in two arms, this gray ball, concrete, embossed with the silhouette of the contintents — through this ball passes a boundary that is hard to see but real enough see how these people this country call themselves after the equator. And it tears me apart how I am spreadlegged over the mystery, tugged where I am so south and tugged north an invisible string she tugs at me stop please continue.
other lines of note :
The ten foot length of a red-tailed boa which Rodrigo and I spread between us my end drooping it was that heavy.
The resolute forearm, paw curved, fried, unconnected to anything else was a guinea pig now an imaginary boundary on the table between my father and I and I have crossed it.










