American Culture · American Literature · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Poetry

Stevie Edwards

We know all the nasty things about you:
How you watch the pantry moths
writhe in glue traps. How you
were born with thirst from head
to curled toes, Girl.

— Stevie Edwards, from “Blurred Lines,” Humanly. (Small Doggies Press March 17, 2015)

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