The Answer is No
What does it mean to keep stretching these canvases-- latticework, a new musculature drapery as good as new skin a new face to act through? Each conception slips the elastic behind my head I become Kay the artist then ship bones or a bridge for sparrows—a landscape eventually a wall. A metaphysical experiment a canvas of blank canvases-- the mask, unmasked-- propped before behind so many others but even I’m surprised when it’s not me under the heavy oil, the hard line. Not me at all. Stacey Balkun Stacey Balkun is the author of Jackalope-Girl Learns to Speak (dancing girl 2016) & Lost City Museum (ELJ 2016). A Finalist for the 2016 Event Horizon Science Poetry Competition as well as the Center for Women Writer's 2016 Rita Dove Award, her work has appeared in Gargoyle, Muzzle, THRUSH, Bayou, and others. A 2015 Hambidge Fellow, Stacey served as Artist-in-Residence at the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in 2013. She holds an MFA from Fresno State and teaches poetry online at The Poetry Barn.
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