A Black Cat Crossed

Chasing Chasing Red Again

Another poem inspired by my man CORTEZ during his last weekly livestream — going down every Monday — in which he finishes an original poem in real time.

A more thoughtful intro to CORTEZ can be found here.

The Black Ribs of South Dakota

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A Black Cat Crossed

these bugs used to crawl
    on your body 
but now
    they crawl 
on mine

i don't see them anymore
    but i don't see 
you either
    and yet i feel 
you all 
    the same 

the rings of your ribs 
    rose up 
and down 
    like hills
beneath your 
    spotted fur

        8 feet wide
            8 feet tall
                8 feet gone

and in the hollow 
    of your throat 
a thread we lost 
    so long ago
that law 
    that once read 
this life 
    is mine 
hidden 
    in the blood
of that
    itchy ankle
i had 
    to scratch
so long ago

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