Fever Dreams in Tongues without Skulls, Carolyn Hembree

Fever Dreams in Tongues without Skulls by Carolyn Hembree

Half-letter chapbook with cornflower blue metallic vellum covers and silvery vellum endpapers, side-sewn Japanese stitching. 34 pages.

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Rigging a Chevy into a Time Machine & Other Ways to Escape a Plague

Kill the harbinger

at your screen door:

call the opossum (milk carton in hand)

like a cat, "here thing"

loose a flo

the trick's to aim high

to make that marsup fly

Ironclad your nerves:

should a spirit hassle the hackberry

cast it out. 20 paces or so to the cement ledge

the crumbling step that's overgrown

each yellow vine that hooks your heel

face the grove

it runs acres, acres north

clang a cast-iron skillet with a serving fork

then when a mile round

tines vibrate (the fork's and the stag's)

for the hills the stag will run—that's the spirit

hold still. the place where a fawn's nestled...