knee poem
amores-III-xi // perfer et obdura
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pry up the patellae // like manhole-covers // check for ratkings&alligators // hiding // in my marrow // fluid // bubbling // after-rain mixed with gasoline // iridescent // flood-warning // these are city-joints // country-small-town-suburban bones // allergic to both dust&grass // autoimmune response // from the // shit // that pours out // of my knees
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cat-like recursions // caught in tree // limbs // tangled plastic bags // measuring // both wind speed&dir. // seeking // courage to climb elsewhere
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press bruises // into wet // concrete // watch sidewalks // contract&expand&crackle // broken bits of not-stone // mold-made-cracked // genu gestatis // corners cut // with the good leg // stuck // in the storm drain // like fishing line // unlikely // to catch anything // edible
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dolor hic tibi proderit olim // ovid
On Degenerative Cartilage or Questions for My Mother
MR Layne is a student of literature and language in Rochester, NY. Their work attempts to use experimental forms to explain their relationship between their self, their trauma, and their disability. Although they have been writing poetry since the fifth grade, they have only now begun to seek publication.
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