Summer 2020 - Poetry

Adam D. Weeks 

Instructions for Care


Find where the body ends, in an out-of-focus

landscape defined in thousands of angles, defined as


i.the physical structure of (a person or animal), how we were taught

to interact in a world of steep hills and deep valleys of bones,

flesh and organs that we’ve lipped into our own

anatomy. Some days I see myself in the sky, my own body


ii.the main section of inspection, of a car or aircraft or way of moving

from where you are to where you want to be. In this it seems

I’m a cavity to be entered, a question of what constitutes a body

in the industrial age—so I’ll tell it like this:


iiiI loved her, even if I never knew how to hold

her. I understood the body as a central part

of something larger, and when we touched, we did so under


clothes, as if to say okay, we’ll save that for later. This was

a separation of senses, understanding an image as unreachable, gravel

ground soft inside the lens. All we could


iiibe was a collection of something, of past tense

touches, suggested superstitions about how this body runs

into another,


v.a distinct material object or, similar: an item to be handled with gloves.



Adam D. Weeks is a senior undergraduate student studying creative writing at Salisbury University. He has poetry published or forthcoming in Poet Lore, Slipstream Press, The Shore, Prairie Margins, The Allegheny Review and Broadkill Review.


This project is partially supported by the Illinois Arts Council

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