by Buffy Shutt
Articulate love.
Throat empty.
A red-blue thread
tugging, close.
You text me
the sky.
Words up in smoke,
the math of zero.
The sun-bleached bones of the dead
become my knees,
my knees faith.
My faith, quiet. Flat quiet.
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[Buffy is the author of Recruit to Deny, her debut collection (Indolent Press), and two chapbooks, Memos from the 20th 21st Century (Bottlecap Press), and animal magnetism (Yavanika Press). Her third chapbook, Annunciations, will be published by Rockwood Press this fall. Her work appears in various journals, most recently in SWWIM and Painted Bride Quarterly. She is a graduate of Sarah Lawrence College. Buffy’s practice explores how women traverse and transform our contemporary world while investigating threats to our planet, our families, our bodies, and our capacity for love.]
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