The Gift That Arrives Broken
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The Gift That Arrives Broken - Jacqueline Berger
ONE
AT THE HOLIDAY CRAFTS FAIR
My friend and I sell compasses
next to a girl selling goddess magnets.
She’s so female the air around her
is perfumed—crushed lavender,
curry soup. She’s in her twenties
and has a baby who all day travels
from hip to lap. Both of them
blond and every part of their bodies
pumped full, the abundance
of nature bursting into life.
I remember learning to shade in art class,
circles darkened from below
until they were globes.
A useful skill considering the lips
and cheeks, the belly and ass.
Watching the girl as she walks across the room—
her hips in a stretch skirt,
her milk-rich breasts straining the cotton tee—
almost makes me a believer.
And when she pops a breast
out of her shirt to nurse, I can feel
it in my mouth, both the nipple
and the firm swell of flesh around it.
Midday, her friend comes to join her.
They talk of remedies, essential essences,
they praise the Goddess,
passing the child between them.
Then the dad arrives.
He’s Venezuelan, tall and so thin his hips
jut out where his stomach dips in.
He’s loose as a hinged board, slow as oil.
Now I want to marry both of them,
let the swollen river of their nights
gush over me.
Okay, the woman’s views are daft
and the man’s English needs work,
and they just moved out of their one-bedroom
to a converted garage. But youth,
that country I never felt at home in,
is bright as sun on water
and shines on them.
Their skin is a place to