Oct 12, 2019Alana Saltz: Such Small Furniture & Other PoemsSuch Small Furniture And it hurt, my fury made of splinters She never tries. dynamite ready to explode our dollhouse the little...
Oct 8, 2019Alana Saltz: Soon the Snow Would Fly & Other PoemsSoon the Snow Would Fly cold bones hurt A little shadow in a dark hothouse the mouse on the collar of my nightgown gone to sleep The sun...
Nov 20, 2018A Victorian Dollhousing Ceremony #3: I, DollI, Doll was idolatry — pretending to be dependent, idle twirling womanchild, chaînés to wolves, wizards. A pretty please, diseased,...
Nov 18, 2018A Victorian Dollhousing Ceremony #2: FingersFingers Undressing you without caressing you, they’re fumbling while unbuttoning a black cameo appliquéd new Prussian blue dress. Chest...
Nov 16, 2018A Victorian Dollhousing Ceremony #1 - ChoreographersChoreographers By day, you bleed for him, shed big toenail, tear skin, raw opening he’ll wiggle in, your bustle hoop skirt crinoline. ...