A Permeable Membrane in the Mutable Cosmos

Kathryn Smith

Tell me again of the lepers who learn                  to shed their disastrous skinby eating the meat of vipers: somethingtransmutable in the flesh. The ancients                                      spent lifetimes consideringthe resurrection of irretrievableparts:                  wolf-devoured flank, eyesof martyrs pecked clean in a village square.                                                                    Tell me againabout the new heaven and the new earth,when the bear returns an unblemished armto its faithful socket, when mountains                  open their mouths to receiveconduits and I-beams and engagement diamondsand the fish ladders the rivers will give up                                      with their dams when the earthis made new.                                      Tell me the formulafor feeling whole again                  after tragedy. The equation for how much timeI needed after saying no                                       before I’d tell you yes.Tell me I’ll never be alone, even when I wantto be alone.

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Kathryn Smith is the author of Self-Portrait with Cephalopod, as well as the collection Book of Exodus and the chapbook Chosen Companions of the Goblin, winner of the 2018 Open Country Press Chapbook Contest.

Minneapolis, Minnesota

Environmental collapse. The betrayals and alliances of the animal world. A father who works in a timber mill. The celebrities in our feeds, the stories we tell ourselves. Loss, never-ending loss. Self-Portrait with Cephalopod—selected by francine j. harris as winner of the Jake Adam York Prize—is an account of being a girl, and then a woman, in the world; of being a living creature on a doomed planet; of being someone who aspires to do better but is torn between attention and distraction.

Self-Portrait with Cephalopod is lush and obsessed and frantic and deathy. At times, there is a pre-apocalyptic reverence and reflection in this collection that feels almost monastic. Beautiful and timely work.”
—francine j. harris

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