Compound Dispersed
How the family name came
To scatter from high desert
arabic bedouin no stable
mouth to gather
the dispersion
break apart
distribute
The family name handed out
like dust
in awakened wind
daddy said he didn’t
want our name to mean
divided but we kept it
since our papers hadn’t
been denied yet
Wind body problem
The shape of being inside of what’s inside me –
the curtain that fell or rose inside me
darkened part of me to other parts of me
wind brewing in a radiograph
strings threaded through my ribcage back into the stubbled carpet
fringes of a heavy curtain the sun sutured the yard and the living
room through gold accents in a red weave
the divisions i thought were inside me red brick of the yard from creamy interior
of my eyelids overexposed to flare film catching fire on the wheel light through both sides of
words: the shot through result
on cellulose indexes september’s late resplendence
under the family tree crabapples leaping to bruise on the bricks
that color brown flesh reddens in the edges of old picture frames
color: bruised carpet of crabapples
first i was a glass door then a window then a screen at night eyelid framed the life
before my body closed on living in the body too
life after the body – i knew who i was was wind
borne in the ear bone first.
i know the breath’s not voided
in the empty house
the ducts sigh us out
the wind on my eyelid
world breath flushes the curtain.
my mind’s a net.
Tobi Kassim’s writing has been published in The Volta, Chicago Review, The Kenyon Review, Best New Poets, Four Way Review, Michigan Quarterly Review, and elsewhere. His work has been supported by Undocupoets, and Cave Canem. His chapbook Dear Sly Stone was published by Spiral Editions.
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