Lilliput

by Chris Taylor

I am so small, see, I fit in a suitcase, I fit in your palm. You can carry me catmouth, I’ll dangle from the ceiling on thread. Your smallest finger will silence me. I’ll curve myself inside your spleen, your appendix, your unused extra heart. No one will notice when I hold so still and never shiver. I’ll be good I’ll be good I’ll be good.

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Chris Taylor is a poet and newspaperperson in Baraboo, Wisconsin. Her work has appeared or is upcoming in DoubleShiny, elimae, Wisconsin People & Ideas, Vellum, and Illumination.