Augury (for Cixous) That the body ripens The sugars, juices augur a burst (an attempt) Occupy more than two states at once, nonbinary & multiple The conditions dynamic, seams threatening to give way, giving way freely Theory does not come before, to inspire Words do not precede, do not dictate My parents met in the mountains, in a Gold Rush museum That’s why my pulse sounds like a pocket full of coins The rules change every time I advance It’s rigged and I am too shy to abandon the pursuit I ought to say, once and for all, a certain number of banalities or truisms But I hold my words in my mouth like an egg, delicate – biological Dreamt that I could reach up and touch the moon Gather foil-wrapped stars, place in ornamental bowls Come to hate my face Longing for something rooted, below surfaces Tyrants, despots, dictators, capitalism, all that forms the visible political space for us Is only the visible and theatri...