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loisa fenichell
Poems
Jun 2014
Humidity
Summer like a newly born body Our sheets are sticky & white
Legs knotted on the floor of my bedroom closet (Except: I don’t have legs)
(I’m afraid of wearing shorts) We sit on the floor of this closet breathing heat
& eating each other’s bones like Chinese food (We don’t like Chinese food)
I tell you that my body doesn’t exist Except at night in dreams & nightmares
We stay in this closet because it is small & dark & we know each other
We know each other in these Sheets, white & sticky (like the wedding dress
of a nervous bride) This summer is built like a hospital
This summer We are born again like *****, only without water
We drink water And then we die like church bells
We drink water And then we die like our parents do,
In cycles The way we brush our teeth
(Next summer We will be back on the floor of this closet)
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