This selection, chosen by Guest Curator Jordi Alonso, is from Empty the Ocean with a Thimble by Elizabeth Kirkpatrick-Vrenios, released by Word Poetry in 2021.
Vanishing Acts
1. when I disappeared the neighborhood did not gather to look for me they did not drag the river they did not dig under the lush camellia they did not look in the oven where I left a clue of salt and bone ash I wasn't in the bird cage lying next to my yellow canary nor was I entombed with the summer's jarred peaches on shelves in the garage I wasn't under the sink in the little Dutch girl's blue dress wasn't in the Morton maid's trail of salt 2. Where am I now, Mother? Do I live in the dint between your forefinger and thumb? Like a ruined town I've burned my name off your map nailed my carcass to your tree mother where the wind rings through me
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