Arsenic Lobster poetry journal Issue Thirty-four
Spring 2014
symphysis pubis dysfunction
Daniela Olszewska

a slight deviation from
the danieladoll
of 3 1/2 years ago,
i come baring milk bottles
+ empty baby pink frames.
we holiday at the big
body museum. you fotograph
bon + tire fires.
picture the alarm behind my teeth,
the flower thru my nose.
if loving yrself is too hard,
consider lowering the bar
to “not actively hating yrself.”
fetuses can creak on their mothers’
hips from the inside out.
there is no evidence in the medical
literature to support any particular
treatment for this condition.
a midwife codeine’d yr pink core.
a different midwife affixed
marshland’ed rags to yr cradlespot.
we wish we could do more for you,
cross my _ _ _ _ _
i spent half this vacation saying this
doesn’t even feel like texas.

About Daniela Olszewska

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