Willa Carroll
SCORE FOR THE BODY AS CLOSE ENCOUNTER
Steer your makeshift raft | over six troubled rivers | seven dead seas | to bring me the last casks | of honey from a promiscuous wilderness | All day we petition for rain | waiting out wildfires | All night we spill the milk of human time | cupping our hands to drink | compromised waters | fastening storms to boarded shores | capsizing our bodies | flesh boats | mobile homes | Pledge allegiance to sixteen sirens | rend my envelope | pluck my red | hot root | our blood flooded with legacy chemicals | Why stake your dime on us fools | top mammals | toxic sovereigns | scorched chorus | our mighty synapses | our fast hands | We pass like nectar | between the tongues of bees