They amputated your thighs from my hips

my lips from the crevices of your arm bones
your tongue from inside my left eye socket

they amputated memory

I dreamt we were thirteen hiding in your
mother’s pantry, eating warm molasses cookies

I wiped the milk mustache off your upper lip
reached in for a kiss, you were too startled to stop me

you tasted sweet and moist, as I imagined you would
the kiss was quick—

Erika Lutzner has written one book, While Everything Slipped Away From Me (Calypso Editions) and four chapbooks; three with dancing girl press and one with Kattywompus Press. She has work on the web in places such as Failbetter and Eclectica. She grew up in Garrett Park, MD, next to Porcupine Woods and behind the train tracks. She now resides in Brooklyn, NY. She is a former violinist and chef and loves cats.

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