Portrait of Eve as the Anaconda
Poetry by Safiya SinclairI too am gathering the vulgarity
of botany, the eye and its nuclei for mischief. Of Man, redacted I came, am coming,
fasting, starving carved myself a selfish idol, its shell unsuitable. I, twice
discarded, arrived thornside, and soon outgrew his reptilian sheen. A fine specimen. Let me have it…
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