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.