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Malaprops
- University Press of Colorado
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45 (11) The only depth: your undertow, your anesthetic. You scratch at your neck like Ophelia and her total drown high. (12) To trounce, to pounce. To conquer, to vanquish. To domesticate, to fever. To defeat, to occupy. You’re transitive with a capital S. Bring a handkerchief and a steady hand. Bring taming stories, lots of self-pity. Bring fancy scarves to use as ties. Bring pillows and Viagra. Bring recipes featuring scallops and turmeric. Bring recipes featuring mint and lamb. Bring muzzles and tiny boxes of shells collected on weekend getaways. (13) Mumbles on the phone. Sexting. Codependency and its tedium. (14) You leave parts of yourself all over the nation. Bits in Northern California, in the far south of New Mexico, Iowa, Paris, Cuernavaca: bits to leave the grackles because they live off of the cast-off flecks of your core. (15) You start as strangers with each one and they become a compartment in you with her habits and her sweaters, with all his stray bits: a Cornell box in you, the wreckage, each of the hims, the hers, the them. ...