ALICE PERO
The Parts
Sticky fingers, sticky-icky time, like molasses, sticking us
Or not sticking, sliding, not knowing who or how
just slipping along, no control and we flop
our ski legs floundering
then our ice cracking and falling into pieces again
No point in pointing fingers, no one knows why
these are places we go or who we are
We aren’t in place
Just placed
There are plenty of dogs who would tear us apart
if ever they found us
down that long corridor of history
and when we became meat in all its various parts
the dogs loved all the parts, the flesh, the parts that cry and moan
the gluey sinews, the wing bones, the toes
But then we break away again
and we just sing, we sing
and those notes hold
We are outside skin
We are whole
Alice Pero’s first book, Thawed Stars, was praised by Kenneth Koch as having “clarity and surprises.” Her poems have recently been published in the anthologies, Wide Awake: Poets of Los Angeles and Beyond, Coiled Serpent, and Altadena Poetry Review. She is founder of the reading series “Moonday” and the chamber music group, “Windsong.” She is a dedicated dialoguer with poets around the country, having produced work with over 20 poets.
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