Improvisation (Girl)
I think she wanted to explain
the silence
hidden
within her voice—
blue egg in the nettles.
She wrote something
on a rock, used the rock
to bash in the skull
of an injured deer.
Bloodied swan-neck arms.
She
slinks into her own viscera,
a baby fox
backing into its trunkhole.
The wordbone's connected to the
gutbone.
Meanwhile, her desire
for nobody now
bucks like a rabbit
under her ground.
Copyright Credit: Rebecca Lindenberg, “Improvisation (Girl)” from The Logan Notebooks. Copyright © 2014 by Rebecca Lindenberg. Reprinted by permission of Center for Literary Publishing.
Source: The Logan Notebooks (Center for Literary Publishing, 2014)