Friday 1/21/2011 12:45:00 AM

she spends her time on small puzzles. because the big one are too simple. she writes the equations on her skin. imagining a series of choices the math did not deliver. nervous piglets bathed in the breath of wolves.

she argues with the moon. a long series of knots to undo. the afterwards are what she hates. frozen faces like thimbles pushing needles through. closing holes with the empty trapped inside. picking flowers. from swollen graves.

the small puzzles are solved. the skin decides how close. the bigger riddles will have to wait.

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