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the hot of skin on skin on skin

Alec Gear '15

the hot of skin on skin on skin:

of hali fevered and
forehead cracking and
spitting foam like sand
in storms in deserts and
blistered lips gasping gasps of leady cotton

on leg flab, lemon juiced bowl hair, Tigger,
chocolate smudge, ceremony-
less finger drums.

window:
cheek:

hot

smile-mirror had wrinkled itself from its frame
had given me three games
had had three names

belt:
stomach:

block

now: know none of them.
now: three three fingered finger
drums three times

hot:

liquid:

hali: up
child:
black: down

All on black: steamy,
black: clacky hordes gorging,
black: caked and on the bottom of the shoe,
black: veining the world in rivulets,
black: bed of your river

Alec hides beneath sheep.

Published by: in Poetry, Volume 68

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