of all the things that are lesser
               these tunes are thinning most

hello small sleeping animals
               how did you get entwined in my knees?

when I left them my legs I thought they’d wander
               to the banks of some river like every river

are you here to teach me? what is so difficult
               to tell me is it the miracle hidden outside?

               the breaths say

                         be in the world

                                   or be against it

 

 

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Caroline Crew is between Old England and New England. Her work has appeared in Salt Hill, PANK, Sixth Finch and elsewhere. A chapbook, small colours like wild tongues, is forthcoming from dancing girl press. Otherwise she’s an MFA candidate at UMass Amherst and edits ILK journal.