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Soft Machines by Ally Malinenko

In the predawn light
my body empty and aching,
he pulls me against him
and shushes me the way
you shush a child.

I am empty
of food
of feeling
of time.

He kisses my head,
whispers in my ear.

Our bodies
are soft machines
and the boundaries
between us are nothing more
than molecules

for what?

Separation is an illusion
the way communion is an illusion.
Push them apart
and we are all just empty bits of air.


Ally Malinenko’s second book of poem Crashing to Earth is forthcoming from Tainted Coffee Press and her first novel for children, Lizzy Speare and the Cursed Tomb was recently published by Antenna Books. She lives in the part of Brooklyn the tour buses don’t come to but was voted to have the best halal truck.


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