Two Poems

by Sarah J. Sloat

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found in the knife drawer
with its face
punched in


The kettle erects its ephemeral city
hivelike and impossibly high

in cliffside stairs over the ocean
it piles up it vanishes
in the climb and the dive

and the climb and the dive

like a repentant suicide
the wail must rise before there’s water

how many mornings have I wrung
my head from steam’s turban
how many miracles

with my own eyes

Steam is previously published in Rhino. Both Spoon and Steam appear in Sarah Sloat’s chapbook Homebodies, available from Hyacinth Girl Press.


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