[RealPoetik] Shamala Gallagher

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Tue Nov 4 18:23:05 PST 2014


JULY



For months I eat only

apples I keep

them in my closet       I return palming


the oil of

their smell



Deep skins red as between the teeth



Now you lie in his arms

proud as a stretched leg



Listen it is near midsummer and our friends are fucking

in the twilight       smoking

in the brambles       is it getting too late



If I eat only apples       I am not thin yet

will my bones be like the edges of a bowl






DIRT MOUTH



The radish

glares and thickens


on its red

hidden string



but who knows

if the beets


will

root:



bull-dark,


cheeks stained

chocolate:



whole and blood-

certain



as my

brute ache



for you

in the night








*Shamala Gallagher*'s chapbook *I Learned the Language of Barbs and Sparks
No One Spoke* is forthcoming from dancing girl press in 2015. She holds an
MFA from the Michener Center for Writers and lives in Athens, Georgia.



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