Emily Chase, Slow Growth (Rend), 2014 (Artist Website)
Mulberry paper, buttons, thread, rust, branch

Something moved in the grass—wind-roused
feathers—and with them fur
for a doll,

a dried-out cape. The soft pelt
I shouldn’t touch, my hand reaching to pet it

unbidden

                  unbidden:

The boy’s clothes folded neatly
                  next to him

                              in the snow (red vest)

                              in the grove

                                                      of wild plums

 

Erin Malone

 

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