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She showed me my mouth

after Sam Sax

By IFE-CHUDENI A. OPUTA  |  12 AUG 2015

then another’s hands    needing only hands

without a mouth    the still-ticking face:

a clock    the face collapsed:    a room

two tethered bodies    nothing

draws easy    lungs    steady panic

learned salt and breath    bristling

my mouth    then ate

Ife-Chudeni A. Oputa is completing an MFA in Poetry and an MA in African American and African Diaspora Studies at Indiana University, Bloomington. Her poetry & prose has appeared or is forthcoming in [PANK] online, Gabby, Some Call it Ballin, Crab Orchard Review and elsewhere.

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