Emily Perkovich
THE BODY PREPARES FOR A RIOT
I eat my inner child but only for protection, tie a daisy chain around each finger, I will not lose myself again, but I am swelling around the ribs
I am unsure where to find myself behind all of this skin
It’s like the way I have chosen to sweat myself out when I used to focus on kneeling, no, I never kneeled in rice, no, I never held a firework in my mouth, no, I never held my hand to a stovetop, but I knelt in my insides, I held my insides in my mouth, I held my hand to my insides,
The purpose of the exercise is to stop the swelling, the purpose of the exercise has been found to end in breaking, inflammation, scarring, the purpose of the exercise is to remind myself that the insides look as bad as the outside, but no one ever wanted to save the marrow from being tender
I become crescent, worship myself waning, refuse to wax waxing, never become the becoming
My body becomes the riot