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from Girl Scout Nation





Robin’s Hood


A grayish blue that is greener and paler than Electric
or Copenhagen, lighter, stronger and slightly greener
than Goblin, and greener and lighter than Old China a
light greenish blue that is bluer and paler than average
turquoise, and bluer and deeper than average aqua
blue and greener and duller than average aqua green
and greener and paler than average turquoise green
or Bird’s Egg Green or Eggshell Blue or Robin’s
Egg, Dewdrop or Ground Ivy.





Shroud
pecker colored
not a downy throat slit ruby
but Fat. Gurgling. Tongue.
YOU HAVE TO PIN
THE PRETTY LANGUAGE
BACK

from girls and the boys who are yet girls

so sure is our fixed massacre
toward
living





Bang! Bang! Bang!

Robin, birdie, woodsman
Oh! Rigid principle of lap

Camp site, claim it!
Proud on you

Tent stake, pound the!
Ectopic
Shebang
Hymen noose

Boobles
Blue bells
Stamens oh!
Unnatural and yet
entirely so
NATURAL

Far far from the animal rage are we not
Dear woodsman?





Pecker Pecks
&
Peeps

the bird named pecker
pecking proudly

pecker peaks when peeping
Under Robin’s downy hood

Just a girl there
daddy





TWEAK!

over bodylogs
Birdwatchers stumbling in
unprecedented numbers
Rush
Canvas leg straps!
High octane binos!

CAMPSITE RESERVED
via self-pay
National Forest website weanie roaster
it’s a forest not a park
smoores?

Robin rise on scenic vista
floppy seizures needstruck
nursmaid, handmaid, handjob, wolf

dips water forced west
Aborted starling
Transferring birdlime
And then the birdbrain builds

And Robin does it
And birdie does it
And Fawn, two Fawns called Doe
They do it

Pull the tiny slaughtered figures
Across the witness
That our eyeball is
 




We grows soft!
In the Clammy Locust.
 




Robin red breast bore me whole
Birdie sphincter birdie hole

If I touch him up he came
Little robin red breast game

Breast with hairs and ones without
Robin red breast makes me shout
Triple murder homicide
Kissed their legs and how we cried

Little Mr. red breast dear
Peck this kindled fire here

Under leaves this hurricane
My little love you make profane

Doe slips down from the mountaintop
She and I will make you stop?






peep

peep

peep  peep   peep

tweet

tweak

ing
 




umph la la la

letters

sad

das    ssing     peep

s

pin

drop





pine needs needles

peep puff puffy puff        spore

needles

need

hoods

is   

eh?





Forest War
Fighter Spore
Spore Mock
Rock Scissor
Scissor Scout
Guts Ground
Ground In
Paper Word
Word Tempt
Tempt Cleaver
Cleaver Kit
Kit Fox
Fox Knows
News Hunt
Ogress Doe
Older Eggs
Lady Flora
Foreign Flight
Fight Was 
Was I
I was
A fighter
Wasn’t I?





Why fight? Doe dozes under green theater thicket… LIVE GIRLS!

Why fight? No Does over 25.

Why fight? Defense. Doe doe bird.



Born and raised in Northern California, Montreal based writer and visual artist yeddamorrison creates installations involving photography, sculpture and text. Her photographs have been exhibited at New Langton Arts, Southern Exposure, Braunstein/Quay Gallery and Artisans Gallery among others. Her books include; The Marriage of the Well Built Head, Double Lucy Press, 1998, Shed, A + Bend Press, 2000 and Crop, Kelsey Street Press, 2003. She is currently at work on a multi-media installation and full-length book entitled Girl Scout Nation.
                                                                   


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