• J. Kim

Movement



An open cottage window

white linen in sunshine

a tickling breeze

& Easter grass beyond.


Silver haired

wet faced

wrinkled knuckles as

silver lockets.


Acid shivers

through my humerus.


Mirrored oiled carapace

on six barbed legs

long grain Jasmine larvae

& sustained frequency.


I'm coming home

but I don't live here.


Toe bloodied

through a summer sheet.


A selfless grin.


Did you see me lying naked in Death Valley?


I'm misusing my limbs.


Smell of impatient sweat.


Useless as an office chair.


Abandoned stone

& orchards

& strays

in poppy fields.


Yellow grass.


I loved hanging from your limbs.

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