TORSO
by Stephanie Bryant Anderson


Bravura,
You've come, to remove
(to fixate upon the skin)
and grind its layers
One (by one);

I abide
to this fomentation
as you ride (rough) above
my weak flesh;

to explore its depths,
(intimately), like a newly found
sobriquet.

Relaxed, I am a truncated extremity,
(now grown) to the pulse
of your machine,
as methodically, you pick,
the chicken (from my bone).
About Stephanie Bryant Anderson:
Stephanie Bryant Anderson lives in Tennessee. Her poetry has been
published in several online and print magazines throughout the US, and the
UK, including Volume Magazine, Eclectica Magazine, Decanto, Clean
Sheets, Poetry Monthly, Poetic Hours Magazine, The Flutter Poetry Journal,
The Wilderness House Literary Review, and The Rose and Thorn. She has
upcoming work in Right Hand Pointing and The Dead Mule School of
Southern Literature.
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