Maggie Nelson - Something Bright, Then Holes

I used to do this, the self I was
used to do this

 

the selves I no longer am
nor understand.

 

Something bright, then holes
is how a girl, newly-sighted, once

 

described a hand. I reread
your letters, and remember

 

correctly: you wanted to eat
through me. Then fall asleep

 

with your tongue against
an organ, quiet enough

 

to hear it kick. Learn everything
there is to know

 

about loving someone
then walk away, coolly

 

I’m not ashamed
Love is large and monstrous

 

Never again will I be so blind, s...