Author Archives: Dalton Day

About Dalton Day

Dalton Day is a terrified dog person & Pushcart nominated poet, as well as the author of Fake Knife. His work has appeared in PANK, Hobart, & Everyday Genius, among others. He helps edit FreezeRay Poetry & Souvenir Lit, & can be found at myshoesuntied.tumblr.com & on Twitter at @lilghosthands.

#7 – Where The Shivers Won’t Find You, Or: How St. Vincent Made it OK For Me to Be OK – Dalton Day

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On February 6, DMC celebrates its TWO-YEAR ANNIVERSARY! Holy mackerel, time flies. It’s been a great year. We’ve published hundreds of pieces this year that we feel proud and honored to share, and we also put out our first book! This week we will be counting down the Top Ten Most Read posts from our second year of existence, and will present #2 and #1 on Saturday, February 6. Thanks for being part of a wild and excellent two years.

The mythology of a body: a vibration of light until a shape. A fear of being bitten by the air you depend on. I depend on. More often than not I love the vibrating. I glow as a result of it. I glow as a result of most things. Even fear. Even blood. Even weather. What is my shape? I run sometimes & the ground makes the most sense. What do you call the ground? I call it a place to get to another place. I call it a tooth with no mouth. I call it a body. Am I the only one in the only world? & so it is re-written when my hands change. & so I re-write it again.
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Where The Shivers Won’t Find You, Or: How St. Vincent Made it OK For Me to Be OK – Dalton Day

st-vincent-terminal5-02

The mythology of a body: a vibration of light until a shape. A fear of being bitten by the air you depend on. I depend on. More often than not I love the vibrating. I glow as a result of it. I glow as a result of most things. Even fear. Even blood. Even weather. What is my shape? I run sometimes & the ground makes the most sense. What do you call the ground? I call it a place to get to another place. I call it a tooth with no mouth. I call it a body. Am I the only one in the only world? & so it is re-written when my hands change. & so I re-write it again.
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