Jennifer Pilch is a poet and visual artist. Her poems have appeared in American Letters and Commentary, Cutbank, Denver Quarterly, Drunken Boat, Fence, The Iowa Review, and New American Writing. Profil Perdu, a chapbook, is forthcoming from Greying Ghost Press.
Lady Fingers: The Cutters
Table-to-chair doldrums or the preponderance of a dream?
A his-to-her stalemate or want for cut above? Regardless ties were severed—
his shoulders left a fantasy precipice Not to waste a bit of silver
ground a hill of cheek— firmament an examination table—
frontier where she may set things Utensils out and water in to wrought the panes
—albums dimmed with pathos Connections wry but could be soft
hedge boots on a duckling— complexions cutting holes in her reflections
Sheared with mechanical wing the future edges nearer—butterfly to couch—
boat to bedraggled mouse— his face perched on the handle of a spoon