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    The document is a poem that discusses morphing faces and bodies blurring together as masks are put on and taken off while roiling against soft limbs in various private places.

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    Sweeney 1

    Alyssa Sweeney

    Professor Rachel Wiley

    ENGL 213

    20 April 2021

    Morphing Final Draft

    Faces blur to-


    gether – crooked
    nose nostril up
    wiring bent – bodies
    slick with human dew
    sub cortical sub
    corporeal – jack
    knifed brow fades
    to black – white brown
    motion flickers – on
    the eyes the mouth
    the hishertheir
    cheeks that rise
    that blush that
    blanch that
    starch – we put
    on masks we take
    them off we roil
    against soft limbs
    in our bathrooms in
    our bedrooms in our
    churches
    in the
    gyre.

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