1 poem
how big is the biggest dandelion
i yank and split the biggest dandelion into paler green
this part is not a body this is the stuff a body moves through
when there is a body to be had
when the flesh of things opens the flesh of things is as big as the lake it goes on and on forever
before it screams after it screams or even if it never screams
when the flesh of things is closed the flesh of things is not a body
though flesh and things may make human noise
the voices that pass my window trucks in the distance and smaller sounds
shadows crossing shadows silences between leaves
Note: The second line of the poem references Time Is The Thing A Body Moves Through by T Fleischmann
Asha Futterman is a poet and actor from Chicago. She is an MFA student at Washington University in St. Louis.