My name is Marty Cain
I write poetry and make decomposing media
I consume impure dirt with my face in the garden
and the words like tomato wires and worms beneath stones

My first book is KIDS OF THE BLACK HOLE
which is a prom queen drunk & searching for home
& I am a sternum protruding from the state of Vermont
which is where I was raised, this is where I will die
and sing and rot and bury the dog in my decomposed self
in the hole where he howls and wags up through the dirt
& I sat in the garage all the livelong night with the gin in my lap
the clouds split open on a broke-open bottle thrown from the truck

and above all I am a deer with its young in its belly.