by Elisabeth Blair

A piece of hay between the teeth,
resting on the lower lip.

Waiting by the river  
for a friend.

standing up to get dressed.

Watching for an approach,
bodies like corn,
rifles hanging like husks.

Elisabeth Blair is a poet, interdisciplinary artist, and feminist podcaster. Her poetry has most recently appeared in Right Hand Pointing and Brickplight, and is forthcoming in Feminist Studies, cream city review, and S/tick. Her chapbook, We He She/It, is available through Dancing Girl Press. www.elisabethblair.net

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