unmappable

by Chelsea Fonden

fog moon
the night air dragged through gems
my knees made of snow
 
he isn’t talking
everything is like raising
chickens
 
i heard him see me
naked, neck back, chin up
in the meeting
 
snow moon,
fog gems in the air
naked night, backs meeting,
 
neck raising
chins, talking chickens
seeing me, dragged
 
everything i once had
in feathers
we leak onto the subway
 
platform
the bodies, unmappable
always