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Feet: Her

Each toe, a flame in its own right, the second longer than the first, a flaw that makes her human, makes her more than human in the half-dark where I count them like a miser.

It sounds like you’re asking for a to the poem “Her Feet” — likely referring to the poem by David Harsent (from his collection Legion ), or possibly a different piece. To give you the most useful guide, I’ll assume you mean the well-known, visceral poem “Her Feet” by David Harsent , which explores desire, fragmentation, obsession, and the erotic through the synecdoche of feet. Her Feet

Would you like a or a video/audio reading suggestion as well? Each toe, a flame in its own right,

The ball of her foot, the arch’s delicate bridge, the small bones working under skin like milk when she shifts her weight; the way she points her toes in sleep, as if testing the current. Would you like a or a video/audio reading suggestion as well