April 1st

a friend’s daughter told me
bones bend and moved her fingers

girl, someone needs to tell you
about the way joints work:
a few connected pieces

       First Row
I dreamed I had big boned horse-legs
to wrap around a man

       Second Row
but this morning I was a fish
boneless, cavity bellied

       Third Row
when I curl my fingers the skin tightens
around the bones,
around the inner body

1 comment:

Susan Calvillo said...

Ah this one has inspired one of my poems. yay poetry month!