Baby

Baby

Casie Dodd

I saw your arteries wink
through static fuzz
before you came roaring.

Blood became bone,
painted a chin I’ve seen somewhere else
but not with that twitch of the lip.

Blood hardens now as a rock in the chest—
stares back out of spheres I’ve seen only in glass,
glowing here in a dark, dark room.

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Casie Dodd
Writer & Publisher

Published in Fare Forward, Susurrus, and Front Porch Republic

Photography by Cuno De Bruin