5.1

22 January 2018

A Great Place to Raise Children

I mean there is no such thing as sky
or I mean I don’t know how to turn myself back on.
I mean I drink as much as is reasonable and it does
make things a little more rosy-fingered than they were
when I woke up in this pale pink dress of a gray morning’s
wheatfield.

A mix of metaphors

The body has a rough lot. In most conceptual frameworks, and in most metaphors, it is stripped of all agency, not especially relevant when unyoked from its invisible, more valuable counterparts.

But the body is a rebel. The body does not stay in place.