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 Heller
Levinson lives in NYC where he studies animal behavior. He has
published in over a hundred journals and magazines including
Sulfur, Hunger, Talisman, First Intensity, Laurel Review, The
Wandering Hermit, Ampersand, etc. His most recent publication,
SMELLING MARY, is newly out from Howling Dog Press and has been
nominated for both the Pulitzer Prize and the Griffin Prize.
Please visit www.hellerlevinson for more information.
The Horses Before Dawn
the bull
all day in the sun
licking and mounting
licking and mounting
the bull
has time
takes time
lumbers from one to another
lick and mount
lick and mount
alley cat wail seize the child womb
doll squeezed and smothered, squeezed
hurdle the bedpost
fuck the flesh
heave and plunge
heave
raise the hour
from the froth
from the wake
a midnight
a straw ticking
into the dark
into the moment
pump
pour a breath
saved
set aside
new
for the moment
saved
for now
REACH
The intention is there
before the touch.
From liquid prime
breath I cut the cord with
scissors other ages used teeth
your first distance screams until I
hold you the burden of separation
is resolution.
Tears scale your face
night splintered the skull
of your sleep shivering
into our room arms bowed
to shoot arrows through
our ribs your dream presides.
My hand extends toward
your hand reaches up
other hands everywhere doing
this infinite combinations
throughout time impulse of
living matter nooks of flesh
nuzzling salving darkness.
Consider,
the clasp erases everything
and establishes everything
all at once.
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