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Sarah Gambito is the author of Delivered (Persea Books, 2009). She teaches at Fordham University and lives in New York.

Holiday

Sarah Gambito

I want to lick someone 

with an antelope for a head.

A whole-person-boxer for a fist.

Circulatory, fruited over 

nostalgia to overcome me like

a truck I'll drive over his body 

while he reaches for a 

telephonic breast.  The way gods 

do when they create 

the first animal cracker

steams of existence.

Fat plant and vernix.

The shattered cursive equations

my love was capable of.

I said there will never be a night like this

How is it I was right?

How fibrous and incidental it seems.

The tiny leather jackets we wore.

What was it about that quality that I admired?

Loping around like a christening pole-cat.

Copyright © 2010 by Sarah Gambito. Used with permission of the author.

Copyright © 2010 by Sarah Gambito. Used with permission of the author.

Sarah Gambito

Sarah Gambito

Sarah Gambito is the author of Delivered (Persea Books, 2009). She teaches at Fordham University and lives in New York.

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to be running fingers over braille cities.

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Weeping with each other’s blood in our eyes.

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