Three Poems by Coco Fitterman

uncle’s house

 

Death Is Soon

Eat Trash

Be Free

 

 

lesson poem

chilling with objects

in your studio

like cooling carcasses

 

after class

you tell me

the omasum,

 

the third stomach of a cow,

is called     a book

 

it is also called       the bible

 

many things are called       the bible

 

this is discussed

in various sources

on the subject of

 

an expensive form

 

all new thinking is loss

on the subject of the new

 

all newness is old

 

words and tones recycled

 

and derived

 

over time

 

like glass

 

smoothed by the ocean

 

smoothe  but ancient

 

fossils of a corrupted and failed modernity

 

I’ll be seeing you

In all the old familiar places

 

things have been doubling

Twinning

maybe it’s time to go home

or maybe it’s the future

fucking finally

 

that thing is happening

when lighting cracks

revealing objects

in their terrifying tense

it can get like that

idk

 

my body

feels porous

 

diffuse

 

like the old man

 

lurking around campus

 

just staring

Artforum magazine

 

I dream all night

 

 

 

 

happy and flat, she waits for herself

 

animals could sacrifice stuff too

just never feel like it

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(header image courtesy Theodore Darst)

Coco Fitterman

Coco Fitterman is the author of Say It With Flowers (Inpatient Press 2017). She has performed her work at American Medium, MoMA PS1, and elsewhere, and her writing can be found in Ducts Magazine, New York Tyrant, and The Brooklyn Rail.

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