Vital Signs Festival Publication: Poetry and Dance

@James Sutton and Josh Tomalin

@James Sutton and Josh Tomalin

VITAL SIGNS: a calling, a gathering, a clearing

DEFORMED EMBRACE

In the cavity of your neck I rest.

In the distorted shape of your hips

lies the river of moments I can't recall

So hard to hold you

So hard to tell you

Below the surface,

the glass substance of your emotions.

You look at me like a deformed face

like a forgotten memory

like a secret never told.

In the cavity of your neck I rest.

Elena Catalano

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