Preparing Leather
fox, salmon, newt
Who do you become? In the fox's throat / a woman's scream already elsewhere, in the salmon's belly / emptied before arrival, in the newt's heart / which grows back / without instructions. The field widens as the hawk passes. Miner's lettuce after rain / tender where the boot missed. Tallow on the ledge / the candle remembering the animal. You can prepare the leather. You can prepare the room. Who enters it is no one you have met.







This is lovely, and raw. Really enjoyed reading it. "Miner's lettuce after rain /
tender where the boot missed." Brilliant. 🙏 Great line.
Great piece! Sticks to the ribs.