“they laid her, naked, on my naked chest
so she could swell my breasts with milksong,
so I could warm her skin with my skin,
and so, next to my more regular heart,
her skittish beat would steady—
though I swear when she latched on
all meter, music changed”
–Beth Ann Fennelly, “Once I Did Kiss Her Wetly on the Mouth”
This breaks my heart a little – oh how I wanted to have this experience with Peanut.