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#PoetryThursday No. 3
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PEOPLE/THINGS MENTIONED:
Zoeglossia: zoeglossia.org
We Are Not Your Metaphor, A Disability Poetry Anthology: squaresandrebels.com/books/metaphor.html
Kathi Wolfe: twitter.com/uppityblindgirl
Elizabeth Theriot: elizabeth-theriot.com
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POEM:
Take Me To Your Leader
By Elizabeth Theriot
I want to need my body less yes am ready
for the alien overlords with their cybernetic parts
who lower me into a tank of strange luminescent fluid
connect wires and press buttons and upload my brain
while all my nonrenewable perishables are replaced
with indestructible metals, sturdy yet pliant synthetic skin,
nerves, other intestinal bits, maybe I’ll still even shit
like one of those Baby Born dolls, or maybe I’ll be like
a vampire whose particular mythos allows her
to still eat for fun because yes I want all the good parts
of being in a body, the tastes and smells and pleasures
of other life forces inside me, masticated, caressed
the best of both worlds, to live and never die
I will tell the aliens look! I can write poems!
I am writing this for you! Please value me, please
save what I never could.
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My twitter: twitter.com/MarianaMasBooks
#PoetryThursday No. 3
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PEOPLE/THINGS MENTIONED:
Zoeglossia: zoeglossia.org
We Are Not Your Metaphor, A Disability Poetry Anthology: squaresandrebels.com/books/metaphor.html
Kathi Wolfe: twitter.com/uppityblindgirl
Elizabeth Theriot: elizabeth-theriot.com
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POEM:
Take Me To Your Leader
By Elizabeth Theriot
I want to need my body less yes am ready
for the alien overlords with their cybernetic parts
who lower me into a tank of strange luminescent fluid
connect wires and press buttons and upload my brain
while all my nonrenewable perishables are replaced
with indestructible metals, sturdy yet pliant synthetic skin,
nerves, other intestinal bits, maybe I’ll still even shit
like one of those Baby Born dolls, or maybe I’ll be like
a vampire whose particular mythos allows her
to still eat for fun because yes I want all the good parts
of being in a body, the tastes and smells and pleasures
of other life forces inside me, masticated, caressed
the best of both worlds, to live and never die
I will tell the aliens look! I can write poems!
I am writing this for you! Please value me, please
save what I never could.
***
My twitter: twitter.com/MarianaMasBooks










