of gaudy feathers and lackluster: wing on a wire
a softness pinned
like that space beneath
breast, or scrotum,
that space between the toes that
like construction, drowning out
the earth’s cadence, turning the soft space
fixed flesh and dreams turned phantom
from all that trying.
forever the poetry of it:
how delicate we are,
& the texture of wordless things.
Patrycja Humienik is a Polish-American interdisciplinary artivist from Chicago, now based in Boulder. Her ammo of choice: the literary arts,dance, voice, piano & the art of translation. She is the Arts & Culture writer for Twine Collective Director of Education and Performance Arts Programming with BolderLife Foundation, and a collaborator with Language of Fish Collective Arts and the You & Me Project.
Asst. Editor: Edith Lazenby
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