The First Flag

"Eros, Indiscriminate" At the door the wolves step backwards into a box. My chained father attempts to wing himself with flame. His face hosts a second face seared by the mental hazards the wolves find stinky and reject. Outskirting his heart, mother dangles the sucked-out pelts of her wild children. Love hiss and sexy nightmare. Eros: an indiscriminate register. All the bones yarn up. Sarah Foxco-imagines the Center for Visionary Poetics, and is a doula and teacher. She has won National Endowment for the Arts, Bush Foundation, Jerome Foundation, and Minnesota State Arts Board grants and fellowships.