IMCA: Jeremy Hight

Name: Jeremy Hight
Country of Origin: USA
Country now residing: USA
Title: Rupture

was born dying as a result of umbilical cord around my neck…….had severe foot disfigurement and was to be in wheelchair for life but had experimental surgery…..never fully recovered but able to walk…went to hospital at age 7 when mother said “we are going for ice cream” had spinal tap, cat scans, was shocked to test nervous system, was discussed by doctors for students as though not there…..stayed in luekemia ward as there were no beds…….had girlfriend there who soon died…..

have lived life with scarring and damage to leg and physical limitations and have never fully been seen as normal…….displaced into nether realm of other

learned to walk and try to fit in as best as possible as my mother began dying of multiple sclerosis

sent to fringe of society by disability, socially shunned often, ridiculed, seen as of another place somehow (even though in ultimate physical terms after miracle surgery fairly mild but not in short hand semiotics of limp,scars,disfigurement,other)

Rupture

There is another place
Born not of wounds, metal rods, the geometry of stitches
Not of blood, tissue, the reformation of muscle like some landscape paved clean
But of the ruptured skins of photographs

There is a margin drawn not in puss, the collision of metal against bone
Not of the curved arches of what �should� be straight line
But of the angle and aperture of a gaze

Just as silence can descend upon conversations with a jagged edge

There is a place that is born of what is unsaid, the absence weighty as
mountains

Born of the hush and its few seconds

And the heaviest of all in measure i
As though a disrupted line in body, a limp in gait
Is evidence of limitations of mind, of potential
And filled with images pulled clean from popular culture
This is what sends this place, this nether abyss
Only feet away
Into being

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