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March 12, 2023


Michelle Hulan

Wake up ravenous. Eat

the sorel from the earth. Eat


your words. Eat cake. Sustain

your curves sloping like rocks


on the bank of a cold river

in which you drive the current.


Don’t curse your pangs. Your body

is not dead weight you carry.


You won’t wake up one morning

ascended. Consider the sun


sending light at 299,792 kilometers

per second. How it filters


through your blinds and makes lines

on your floor. Even the fullness of light


hits rock bottom. Look around,

and there is life, such an absurd generosity


woven like scales on a moth’s wing

and fed to swallows.