SECTION A

                           

1.    My mother carried a [blackhole / full moon] in her body.
2.    I was like a [dagger / pit] in my Father’s throat.
3.    I was like a [meteorite / moonlight] that cratered his songs.
4.    Daylight [breathed / pressed] down on her stomach,
5.    always searching but never finding the scraps of [hope / darkness] it needed to survive.
6.    The crescent on [her / my father’s] fingers waned because
7.    she chewed on what little [quarter / half] moons there were to chew
8.    —a stronger bond with a [child /god] is made that way,
9.    as a way of sacrificing [flesh / bones] and feeding them
10.  to the [waves / clouds] that keep us both afloat.
11.  Every day, she swallowed the [guts / heart / brain] of sows and chewed on the [guts / heart / brain] of cows. 

12.  She wanted me to have both [guts / heart / brain] 
       for under the rain, for under the rain flowers begat flowers and trees begat trees, you are everything you eat.
13.  Every [promise / lie] plucked off of my father's [mouth / arm] was used
14.  as [thorns /feathers] for her bed and as [down / muscle] for my body.
15.  Under the mid autumn night the fabric of the sky tore open and clouds
       pulled apart like [cotton / continents].
16.  The slippery [moon / god] emerged out of [her stomach / the waves]
17.  and she vowed to repay [eye / scar] for [eye / scar] and [tooth / blood] for [tooth / blood].
18.  With her heavy breathing and screaming, she demagnetized the [ocean / room],
       and I left her womb to cleave to her wound.

 

 

SECTION  B

 

         mother carried a full                                                                                   throat               meteorite that cratered         songs.                                               her stomach                                                                         needed to survive.                     
she chewed on              —a                   child             as a way of               feeding                      us both
              Every day, she swallowed                                                   lies                                         
                                   her                                                                                sky tore open.
   she vowed to repay scar for scar and blood for                                                              her wound.

 

 

SECTION C

 

       mother carried                                                       me
                                                                   as a way of feeding             her
                open                                                                                                wound.

 

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