by Samantha Fain
why must I cling my barnacle body / onto boats without names / who would not name what is theirs / my body a vessel / a wind / drifting / mislabeling is a crime / I mean lost / I mean undefined / I find my worth in speaking to rocks / if they are lonely / they are always so lonely / sometimes I moon / sometimes I crater / said is invisible / who shakes its hand / and what about the fallen tree / the cat in the box / how do birds know when to come home / who calls them back / my priest told me your body is not your own / then who do I belong to / someone pour water over me / someone spoon-feed me all these apples / someone carry me home
Samantha Fain lives in Connersville, Indiana. She is an undergraduate student studying psychology and creative writing at Franklin College. Her work has previously appeared or is forthcoming in The Indianapolis Review, all the sins, SWWIM, and Awkward Mermaid. She tweets at @samcanliftacar.