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I want cuttlebone, that word, in my mouth.

It tastes like the angle and the hollow of

your hipbones, and sharp collar bones.

A scalloped shoulder blade, the tendons, in bas-relief,

of your throat shoulder to jaw, and thigh to juncture …

Cuttlebone.

It smells like sweat, and cigarettes and chamomile –

like the electric flavour of copper and cedar coals,

it falls on my tongue like tight harmonies,

brushes the back of my teeth like kiwi seeds,

the pulp, tart and lush, this

cuttlebone.



(c) 1997

Me.