rook takes knight, paw knocks lock. or hiccup of smoke & covered in paint, violet. very fond. returns goodbye hugs for store credit. then again, touches on noses & we could meet strangers by pouring fifteen to twenty percent of our body weight onto them—if we are / have bodies—& this would require not talking, […]
May your house be full of tiny chameleons. May you keep bamboo floors in the wake of the flood. May the whales change their throats and ears just for the hearing of your song, and so become deaf to the songs of all other whales. My mother says she’s never felt degendered by math. Oh, […]
Laurel Hunt is an MFA candidate at the Michener Center for Writers at UT Austin. Her poems can be found or are forthcoming in Pleiades; Forklift, Ohio; Salt Hill; Diagram; and elsewhere.