A plot of 5 new words

You do not know how to fall

the knout falls on your back
impasse — we cannot leave
unless through the mouth of a woman.

my grandmother’s house
suffers from enteropathy,
a stannous river flows,

the flood’s reason for drowning
fire is to own your death–
the things that seek to kill you

are at war with themselves.
sadness washes shoreward
towards the grave of myself

where do you hide when
the saltation of your choices
begins to lay eggs inside of your blood?

Younglan Talyoung

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