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Two Poems
by Julie Doxsee


Some Souls Are Made For Swimming

Your shoulders
are apples
to bite, love,

to bite the smells of.


These rumbles & agonies
rumble & agonize

a man-shaped form as it
wrenches

divorce from the
stranger’s nap.




Her whole drunk body

on the portico steps.




Pulped

rice paper,
cigarillo kiss,

they rehearse half the boat crash

eleven more times:

1. breath stroke

2. cuddle

3. sing

about the green lights
below skin.


Inside The Shallows

Skull in the cradle of a
lap, a valentine arm
appears quietly in June.

Together on the table
in two identical base-
ments, the fevers of cold

fever sense lull.



Julie Doxsee's The Knife Grasses is forthcoming from Octopus Books in Fall 2006. Meanwhile, she is a PhD candidate in English & Creative Writing at the University of Denver whose recent work appears or is forthcoming in The Bedazzler, Tarpaulin Sky, LIT, Aufgabe, Retort Magazine, 42opus, Spork, Action, Yes, H_NGM_N, Slope, Eratio Postmodern Poetry, Word For/Word, can we have our ball back, Elimae, Coconut Poetry, Conduit, Typo, Fourteen Hills, Shampoo, and other journals.