Already I'm an animal you don't understand.
"Shadow Play," Stacy Gnall

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Already I'm an animal you don't understand.
"Shadow Play," Stacy Gnall
my school president said people with glasses are destined to be loser loners forever
Transformation Sequence
Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself... ---Anne Sexton, “You, Doctor Martin”
I was wrapped in black fur and I was
wrapped in white fur and the moon
was rising like slow bad laughter.
I was drenched in gown
light and I was drenched
in bone light as my window’s moon
waged its danger in anger
that it had not been the prettier sister.
The moon was wrapped in ashes
and the moon was drenched in silvers
and it followed me a committed but
manipulative lover whetting its pebble
tongue as it turned my face foreign
from mother in the mirror
where my eyes turned antiquated
moons, full black doubloons, and I
could no longer pronounce
what I was after.
It seemed from every where
every thing beautiful looked on
at the blank page panic of my new skin
my new hunger’s black arrow
blipping---telling me where to begin.
My giving way giving out giving in.
Take your last tremble, I said
you will be yourself by morning thinking I’d wake naked and radiant
in a field the next day not knowing what
I’d done or where I’d been in the night.
Rising to shake the fine lines
of dust from my hide. Rising to run
until it’s dust and the dust recedes
like the details of some damn dogged dream.
Stacy Gnall, Dogged (University of Massachusetts Press, 2022)
They put dog dad through so much
Call him Gor-Gor
Dogged Bmt
dogged
it's only a whisper
but wow
does it echo