This is why I love Instagram and the whole ‘sharing’ that goes on in the social world… yes, I’m aware not all is good, but when it is… it’s brilliant. I saw this book on Dana’s feed and what a great discover it was. Amazing poetry and I don’t think I would have come across it any other way…
The following is the opening poem.
Something you should know (by Clint Smith)
is that as a kid, I once worked at a pet store.
I cleaned the cages
of small a animals like turtles, hamsters,
rabbits, and hermit crabs.
I watched the hermit crab continue
to grow, most, shed its skin and scurry across
the bottom of the aquarium to find a new shell.
Which left me afraid for the small creature,
to run around all exposed that way, to have
to live its entire life requiring something else
to feel safe. Perhaps that is when I became afraid
of needing anything beyond myself. Perhaps
tha is why, even now, I can want to so desperately
to show you all of my skin, but am more afraid
of meeting you, exposed, in open water.