SCALPING LANDS

Today I wanted

to write a poem for

you but it morphed

into things about

the scalping lands and

skin and how the cars

rush down Thirty-Five

North — mechanical

wolves hunting down poor

Acteon as his

antlers pierce the sky

somewhere in Austin.


Abby Leigh Mangel is a PhD Fellow at the University of Texas in San Antonio.

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