Table of Contents | 16 April 2012
Analise wants to have a baby. A real baby. I tell her that if we had a baby together, it would be a real baby. It would be a real baby and it would have parts from both of us, and it would be a real person made from both of our genes.
You rose up, lord, / and stretched me transparent: / feet inside Greek earth, / herb-maddened head back home.
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