where asteroids come from

This poem is being published in Earth’s Daughter’s magazine “Fragments” issue. It should be out soon.

Today
as I walked
down
the street
I found myself
lifting off, floating in
space—
my body
dis-
membered
but
hanging by
twine.
A piece of ham, a tad of T-bone.
A heart-ache, a tooth-ache
glazed
and
clove-pricked.

This poem is being published in Earth’s Daughter’s magazine “Fragments” issue. It should be out soon.

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