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  1. December 29, 2011

    Something Bright, Then Holes | Maggie Nelson

    I used to do this, the self I was
    used to do this

    the selves I no longer am
    nor understand.

    Something bright, then holes
    is how a girl, newly-sighted, once

    described a hand. I reread
    your letters, and remember

    correctly: you wanted to eat
    through me. Then fall asleep

    with your tongue against
    an organ, quiet enough

    to hear it kick. Learn everything
    there is to know

    about loving someone
    then walk away, coolly

    I’m not ashamed
    Love is large and monstrous

    Never again will I be so blind, so ungenerous
    O bright snatches of flesh, blue

    and pink, then four dark furrows, four
    funnels, leading into a infinite ditch

    The heart, too, is porous;
    I lost the water you poured into it

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