Liver for the lady

Anj baker

I stand by the railroad tracks

Own guts in my hands

Slipping pieces to passersby

To deer to bears to lonesome ladies

 

A kidney for you lovely?

What about a lobe of liver?

You’ll do better by it than I!

Oh don’t take the spleen

You don’t want that one

 

Where you off to gorgeous?

Oh? Your baby in the brush

How ‘bout you handsome?

Ah! The fawn by the brook

 

And you! There you are!

Been looking for you!

Been saving the spleen

Just for you! Want some?


Anj Baker was raised in rural Appalachia but now lives in a small town in Illinois. As an English graduate student here at EIU with a focus on creative writing, they typically write speculative fiction.