We Ctrl+F the bodies
of digital texts: emails,

webpages, Word documents.
We search for what eludes

our eye, the vital characters.
We wish we could Ctrl+F

the bodies of our lovers,
scan them for haecceity,

if such a thing exists. Essential
them-ness, core of their make-

up. Where this might
reside. In lung or spleen

or fingertip. Or nestled under
valve. We wish we could

lift up the tablets, slim screens
drawing in sudden glass glare,

hit the camera button and
on this, hit Ctrl+F. Find

what we are looking for, so
easy now, so clean.

Catherine Kyle is the author of the poetry collection Parallel (Another New Calligraphy, 2017); the poetry chapbooks Gamer: A Role-Playing Poem (dancing girl press, 2015), Flotsam (Etched Press, 2015), and Saint: A Post-Dystopian Hagiography (dancing girl press, forthcoming); and the hybrid-genre collection Feral Domesticity (Robocup Press, 2014). Her website is

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