I want to be a woman who is much more than she seems. If my body were to contort and transform the way Sam’s does throughout the novel, I would like that fish — because, let’s face it, I’d be a slimy water-dwelling creature with the absurd number of hours I spend searching for the nearest body of water to swim in — to grow sharp anglerfish teeth to feed and protect itself.
Small Sacrament
I recite the psalm of collective holdings,
spell your name in hunger pains
& lines of wax-spill down my back.
Three star-shaped bruises on my sternum
appear...
Midlife Conditional as Crustacean Morphology
Gabriela Denise Frank (Twitter: @CivitaVeritas) is a transdisciplinary writer, editor, and educator living in the Pacific Northwest. Her work has...
