Horse Head Underwater
Strewn to waste.
Over the white pulp of mouth,
Starkโ
The little eddies.
God I stumble away
But it follows
Eating me up by the heels
The Perished
Mouthbarrel now tremoring
About my head.
The graces
Compound.
It brings thought.
Crackle and the breaking,
Be known.
Come to pass, I will wear
Your harm, its cold
And generous ablutions.
โStephanie Adams-Santos
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Solo volumes are ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ (Fathom, 2018) and ๐๐ค๐๐๐จ (Cherry Grove, 2013). Founding editor at Fathom Books and SHARKPACK imprints; degrees from Columbia University and Boston College. Publishing credits in ๐๐ค๐๐ฉ๐ง๐ฎ, ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐๐๐ผ๐, 3๐ผ๐, ๐๐ง๐๐๐ช๐๐ง๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ก๐ฎ, ๐ผ๐๐๐, ๐๐ค๐ก๐ฉ, and ๐ฝ๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐ผ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ก ๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ; editing and reader credits in poetry, non-fiction, and fiction at ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐, ๐๐ค๐๐ก๐/๐๐๐จ ๐๐ฉ๐ง๐ก๐ฎ, and ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐จ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ, respectively. Writing fellowships from The Poetry Foundation, MacDowell Colony, Vermont Studio Center, and Massachusetts Cultural Council.
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