Emily Hockaday
BODY AS NEURAL NETWORK
In the dark,
my changing appetite
hollowed me out. I'm
a curled crescent. Where
does the night end
and do I begin? Particles fall
along a shaft of light
like bioluminescence
at the bottom of the ocean.
I have looked all over
the earth and tried to see
the difference in matter.
I know the pain
is real. I say it aloud.