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2002-07-16
Winnifred Quick Van Tongerloo
B. 1.23.04 Plymouth, England / D. 7.4.02 Lansing, Michigan
Engine Failure
Arachne—the gal turned into a spider by the wrinkling of immortal brow—observe her deep and bristled mouth parts:
female signs.
A hole—high-sided and slippery. She struggles up to the rim only to find herself in the sky—blue—blue—with no way down the outside of the silo: a hollow, broken reed:
long chastity.
Curses: a curse—small things made big and big things gigantic—blindingly so—nothing the same but the self, its airs dispelled:
suddenly.
A woman—in suspense—rises on tippy-toes—leaps: with a hiss, out of that place she’s been given, spin lifelines:
late blooms.
Consolation Site: Bone Loss