Framed & mounted on the wall, a dolphin’s stomach, splayed:
inside, plastic bags, bottle caps, condoms, broken
coke bottles, tampons, lighters, dentures, toys and bubble
wands. If God cut me open with a scalpel, what
would He find inside me? My beached body:
heavy with a human gospel. Removing each piece from me,
God would say: I gave you so many trees to eat from.
I might say: I felt so full—even briefly, I thought I was really filled.