Lily Anna Erb

GLASS BODY

My bones shift, fall into place.

I cocoon. In my case, the metamorphosing

insect from the spreading board

is pinned down with a sturdy arm,

 

the only way to keep me. Still

I idle, veins beating, wings now

spotless, tongueless four-letter word

open. My outline, three-day tomb is

 

reaching like hands to touch, and

my miracle: my shadow grows.

When you study me, behind glass you’ll find

this, my scientific rebirth.

 

 

This, my scientific rebirth:

when you study me-behind-glass you’ll find

my miracle, my shadow grows,

reaching like hands to touch and

 

open. My outline, three-day tomb, is

spotless, tongueless. Four-letter word,

I i-d-l-e, veins beating wings. Now

the only way to keep me still

 

is pinned down with a sturdy arm.

Insect from the spreading board,

I cocoon in my case. The metamorphosing:

my bones shift, fall into place.

Lily Anna Erb earned her BFA in Creative Writing from Eckerd College in St. Petersburg, Florida. She is originally from New York.

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