affective turn
by Sarah Cavar
after on dizziness by Jenny Xie
doubt
pleases in
made of oil
and smelling
of seedbone
a bulbous head
space, pulled
grovelatorily
to some tyrant interior
some insult
of an inchoate fattening
plumripe breast
of a bulb ––
forming the mouth
its accesspoint
a strict gaping sachet
dissemblanced
stripped
of heretofore
cut to the tune of the
dinosaur drone
of the cry
of the hole
of the fluid
intobeing they which the comet
bequickened
Sarah Cavar is a PhD student, writer, and transgender-about-town, and serves as Managing Editor at Stone of Madness Press. Author of two chapbooks, A HOLE WALKED IN (Sword & Kettle Press) and THE DREAM JOURNALS (giallo lit), they have also had work in Electric Literature, The Offing, Bitch Magazine, and elsewhere. Cavar navel-gazes at cavar.club and tweets @cavarsarah