Kathy Kubik
We were born in these walls,
same hands, feet, heart.
The doctor comes in throwing scissors,
gold shears catching the light
clear as the sky.
She carves.
It is at that exact moment we become two,
gnarled and spiky,
our landscape changed to a vast, level plain.
Like razor wire in a prison break,
skin hanging,
left wrinkled.
But no alarm sounds.
Nothing is lost
but for an insignificant pool of blood
biopsy-size skin
and the once matched breathing,
steady with my own,
becomes one solid voice.
Multiple motion,
irregular,
uncertain
lost.
**previously appeared in The Mad Hatter Review.
Kathy Kubik
is the author of two chapbooks, Chrysalis
and Songs in
Red. Her work was selected for the 2006 Her Mark Calendar through
Woman Made Gallery and she recently placed first in the Frieda Stein Fenster Memorial Award for Poetry. Her work has appeared in a number
of publications, including The Mississippi Review, Hiss Quarterly,
Poems Niederngasse, Lily, Voices Magazine, T-zero Xpandazine,
SaucyVox, ERWA, CleanSheets, The Blueline Review, Citizen32 and the
recently released Women of the Web anthology (Sun Rising Press).
When she's not writing poems, she is scribbling away on her first
novel.