Poetry

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Julia Nusbaum 9/28/15 Julia Nusbaum 9/28/15

Delivered

Take this pair of scissors
And carefully snip my seams apart
Remove the thread of these sutures

Julia Nusbaum 9/21/15 Julia Nusbaum 9/21/15

The Farmers Market

I wonder if God, coolly watching from the stars,
sees me here
alone at my kitchen table, lit by my one yellow candle,
dim warmth on a green-black avocado, purple eggplants
and dusty potatoes crusted in dirt,
a lumpy smallish pile on the scarred table.

Julia Nusbaum 9/14/15 Julia Nusbaum 9/14/15

What I would say to The Church, if it was my friend

I watch you rip your body with a visceral rage, in the name of what? Attacking the very parts of yourself that will keep you alive. What is this body without a head? What is this pulpit without hands to praise or legs to lift?