SQN - Sine Qua Non - Issue 1 - Journal - Page 84
Sarah Kohrs
The Loneliest Part of Being
Nighttime |:
stars shiver in
river water.
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Clitoris-shapen, a
scar, mole-marked for
my mammogram, morphs
(wintry / breathless) in form;
amputates desire to remember2.
Could lichen be more sheltering?
—Or resemble, instead, a shaking
finger dissing my life’s splinters
that still snag what’s |velveteen|.
Professed sin-strokes which
others see before seeing
the me ¡they mirror
too! Nexus in the
loneliest part
of being
as :|
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Read to the repeat :|
Return to |:
Read to the coda, ,
which brings the poem to resolution.
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