Lindsey Hutchison, “Scorpion”

Let your skin find solace, nestling into sun-
warped sand. Locate salvation in an army boot

or manuever down a Tucson wall, hackles
poised. Stinger craned into claw. Dedicate

your whole body to leaving the light that blinds
that great exoskeletal eye, ultraviolet eddies

along your pincers. When scientists come
to bleach your glowing bones, tell them you clung

to the tumbleweed. Crawled tocenter and fought
centrifugal force the whole ride home.

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