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Poetry | May 15, 2011

Getting the Beast Out by Lucy Simpson

Listen to a reading of “Getting the Beast Out” by Lucy Simpson.

my tumorous gland call her Echidna soft lumpy cold hairy beast she is sitting in a lab carved tissue thin under glass slides I don’t miss my little beast she used to growl at night as she curled into herself her spines flattening against my soft skin she’s not the mother of monsters she’s an unwanted child of my body she’s under microscopes pieces of her pink as petals

please say something kind before you turn out the light

Lucy Simpson

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