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the intern’s problem When a baby is born with six fingers (each one wanted and wanted to be equally perfect) a young man cuts off the withered excesses and wonders if he’ll be sued if what becomes a blinking wing and/or why this road suddenly clears. Why does everything come in shards and a body is a body until it’s cut. Sculpted only doors that shut. One is forced to admit that an infant belongs to no one. In this case, however, the mother just laughed and pointed to the scars along her own ulnar edges. Extra fingers, it seems, can be removed to a certain extent. 72 ...

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