from Hyperglossia [he ceased . . .]

he ceased

to exist as          a boy

became          an appellation

filed away          embedded hairs of a chin

now hearsay of          hyperglossia

my eyes are dyed blue

my breast

                                                      plate protects

                                                      a spool   adversary’s nail was lodged

                                                      in my skull       these roots       won’t work

                                                      said the cook          changed the

                                                      valance          spooked form

                                                      of panther ran 

Stacy Szymaszek, “[he ceased . . .]” from Hyperglossia. Copyright © 2009 by Stacy Szymaszek. Reprinted by permission of Litmus Press.
Source: Hyperglossia (Litmus Press, 2009)
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