DAY The hens, startled, open their beaks and freeze in that style, immobile —I was going to say immoral— their mandibles and ruddy crests, only the arteries pulsing in their necks. A woman spooked by sex: but liking it much. POEM BEGUN AT THE END A body wants another body. A soul wants another […]
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