affective turn

by Sarah Cavar


after on dizziness by Jenny Xie

doubt
pleases in 
made of oil
and smelling 
of seedbone
a bulbous head
space, pulled 
grovelatorily 
to some tyrant interior 
some insult
of an inchoate fattening 
plumripe breast
of a bulb ––
forming the mouth
its accesspoint
a strict gaping sachet
dissemblanced 
stripped
of heretofore
cut to the tune of the 
dinosaur drone 
of the cry
of the hole
of the fluid
intobeing they which the comet
bequickened


Sarah Cavar is a PhD student, writer, and transgender-about-town, and serves as Managing Editor at Stone of Madness Press. Author of two chapbooks, A HOLE WALKED IN (Sword & Kettle Press) and THE DREAM JOURNALS (giallo lit), they have also had work in Electric Literature, The Offing, Bitch Magazine, and elsewhere. Cavar navel-gazes at cavar.club and tweets @cavarsarah