By Frederica Danzinger
you brought home
my love, the mountains where you found the faraway of my fused plates
my heat-cracked
horns cradle your cactus your terra-cotta
decoration
i
am nameless but not silent
at least not while
i’m in your window
-in response to “Skull” by Patrick Lane, from Old Mother (Oxford University Press, 1982)
Frederica Danzinger is a writer and translator from Canada. She loves reading anything full of hope, or horror, or both. She's married to a genderless void, and lives with seven tarantulas, three cats, and a baby ball python.
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