• "LOOK ALONG YOUR ARM FROM THE WRIST TO THE SHOULDER BLADE. I FOLLOW A SWELL OF BLOOD TO A RISE OF BONE. YOUR LANDSCAPE IS DAMP IN HOLLOWS BETWEEN BROWNED HILLS."
• "I READ YOUR SKIN. THEN YOU LOCK THUMBS ABOVE YOUR HEAD TO SHOW WHITE HOLES WHERE ARMS FIND THE TORSO. YOU RAISE BOTH HANDS AND OPEN YOUR RIBS."
• "I FORGET YOUR HANDS WHEN I MOVE AWAY. IT IS INDECENT TO RECOGNIZE MY FAMILY AND WHAT IT DID IN A PALM OR FINGERNAILS. I WANT YOU FRESHLY MADE."
• "VEINS SHOW ON YOUR RIBCAGE. EXEMPT FROM SYMMETRY CREEKS BRANCH FREELY BUT YOUR RIBS RETURN TO EACH OTHER AND YOUR HANDS HANG OPPOSITE WHEN STILL."
• "THOSE RIBS ARE TOO LIGHT TO KEEP YOU. THAT TORSO IS BUILT NARROWLY OF SHARK CARTILAGE OR SHOE PLASTIC. SLIGHTNESS MAY COME FROM YOUTH OR BY DESIGN."
• "YOU ARE EASY TO TRACK AND FUN TO HUNT."
• "YOUR NECK SEEMS SHORT ABOVE DRAWN LEGS UNTIL THE THROAT GROWS AGAIN IN ONE OF ITS FREQUENT ITERATIONS OF SELF. FROM A FARMER´S HABIT IMAGINE AN ANIMAL GIVING BIRTH TO BE IMPROVED. I PAUSE AT YOUR NAPE WITH ITS FAIR CHEVRON INDICATING THOUGHT."
• "DOWN THE SPINE YOUR RIBS SPRING SOFTLY. EACH SPACE BETWEEN THEM IS THE SHE LOVES ME SHE LOVES ME NOT DITCH EMPTYING INTO BELLY."
• "I GO TO THE HIPS NOT OPEN THE BONES STILL FOLDED."
• "I HAD NOT SEEN HOW YOU ARE MADE. YOU ARE VIVID."
• "YOU HAVE GROWN IN AN EASILY VIOLENT POSSESSION OF YOU A BABY THEN YOU A GIRL CHILD WHO COULD BE HURT AS SHE IS LIKE."
• "WHEN FIRST AWARE OF YOU I WAITED. THERE WERE CHANCES TO KILL YOU OPENLY OR NOT. I COULD HAVE SENT YOU FROM ME OR DIED WITH YOU TETHERED BELIEVING YOU SAFER."
• "HERE WAS WASTE LAND FOR OUR START."
• "THE BEGINNING OF THE WAR WILL BE SECRET."

+ Jenny Holzer