The Poetry Project

from THE RIOT GRRRL THING

Sara Larsen

i was ----------------------- a x libertine xxx in

the xx ante-room xxxxxxx of xxxxxxx Love x , xxxxxxx some
remember

xxxxxx black   (earth?)

xxxxxxxx UnManageAble x crux of xx femme

xxxxxxxxxx I DARED MYSELF TO MARK SOMETHING ON PAPRYI
hunk of flesh xxx salt meat xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx words
rush x like a Maenad xxx over
xxxxxxx grave-isles xx garbage-vales x thick-crocus mountains &
gut-sad xx seas
xxxxxxx for Space is not easily discerned by Mortals.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx hey Sapph, xxxxxx take up yr lyre
xxxxxxxxx play something we DON’T xx know the words to

Gogyla, Atthis, x Andromeda, x Amalthea
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Anaktoria xx &

the big violet bruise.

sing abalone-crowned Cytherea xxx eclipse-of-state
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx whose voice hustles
us x scarred xx shocked x abject xx subversive xxxx UnderSung

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx we fight this society of death

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