Poetry
How to Foster
Man chops own thumb off,
Replaces it with his toe, works
Just as well, sort of, is happier
Than he was before, lops his own
Dumb demand off, replaces fucker
With his brows, works even better
Than before. His wife, in sympathy,
Slices her own afterimages off.
Contributor
Linh DinhLINH DINH is the author of a collection of stories, Fake House (Seven Stories Press, 2000), and three chapbooks of poems. He is the editor and translator of Three Vietnamese Poets.
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