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bring on the flood of animals God I see you everywhere there is blood you said speak only when you’re spoken to & I said come inside I am pregnant as the silence I am about to break the Cathars believed the body of Christ could not be swallowed because the body is the Devil’s work never mind the cult of Mary mother of here & now the baby moving inside me on the floor pink sequins spider the light into precious stone in this room there is no room for smoke too much how much to lay one body against the body with no space between the first milk is not milk the only way to go on is without breath pause don’t stop stop & the Devil will push the Devil will be in me reborn

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Beth Bachmann is the author of two books of poems from the Pitt Poetry Series: Temper, winner of the AWP Donald Hall Prize and Kate Tufts Discovery Award, and the newly released Do Not Rise, winner of the PSA Alice Fay di Castagnola Award. Find her @bethbachmann.

Feature image by Lui Shtini, Seli, 2013. Oil on board. 20.5 x 16.5 in. © Lui Shtini. Courtesy of the artist and Kate Werble Gallery, New York City. Photo credit: Elisabeth Bernstein.

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