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Instinct

Instinct

Hunched, obsidian-eyed, and inches
from the curb—one paw gone, the other
           tight as a clasp—
           the animal,
           unblinking, breathes

 

Emily Leithauser

Emily Leithauser is a graduate of Boston University’s M.F.A. program. Her poems have recently appeared in Measure and Unsplendid, and a Baudelaire translation of hers was published in Literary Imagination. While in Boston, she worked as an editorial assistant to the poetry editor at The Atlantic. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia, where she is a Ph.D. student in English at Emory University. She studies late 19th and early 20th century poetry.

 

 

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