by Camille Guthrie

Camille Guthrie

A stretched frieze

poured hill to hill
to a milked horizon

The fetish rubs close
is graspable, laps 
at the taffy-pulling rack

She acquiesces to divine rights

This poultice will heave
many handled
rose-sucking waves

for a garish thirst

Erosion in evidence

Post-partum depression

Dismembering nestler

to a precipice

Articulated Lair: Poems for Louise Bourgeois

Last updated December 21, 2022