Replacement (A Wedding Song) by Amy Badger

Because she walks in
honey-slow,
hibiscus-elegant –

I am the amputee
come unhinged
misplacing limbs
detaching parts like dolls.

Your mouth gapes –
my head rolls
across the floor,
dragged by the train.

They could not identify me.
They picked my teeth
from the floorboards –
little forensic treasures.

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