The
Heart That Lies Outside The Body by
Stephanie Lenox
2007, 27 pages
Winner
of the 2007 Sapering Hol Press Chapbook Competition.
"Making
Love to Leopard Man"
Though
I’m not a needle, let me touch you. Let me look into the pink secret of your
ear. Let me part, one by one, your reclusive, unmarked toes. Trust
me, you are not the first man I’ve known who thought he was an animal, who’s
sharpened his claws without knowing what to do with them. Like
continents, your bruise-green spots drift apart. Lying beside you, I watch
the ink bleed slowly into the tiny channels of skin, edges blurring into
your yellow sea. One-hundred-six islands I’ve counted so far: that one looks
like a storm cloud, that one at your hip like the head of a woman. You’re
not the only one who knows how to make the body an elaborate disguise. How
I wish the children who torment you would throw stones at
the ugly hut of my life and scatter like birds when I glare at them. I want
to bathe my scars in the isle's dirty river. I want fangs. Let
me show you how hermit crabs do it: tap my borrowed shell until I uncurl like
a raw finger, exposing myself to salt. Out there, I could be eaten, I
could be carried by the current into the mouth of prey. Hold me closer with
your human claws. For now, let’s pretend we have nothing to hide. |