can a cake of soap change
a world? just stir
fresh plant oil
into lye, cool
until firm, though it may not invoke
a fragrant new realm
without more time
to scrub clean the soils of this earth,
without perfumed garments
to veil the limbs warped by labor
the souls and bodies crushed by work
cake after cake, so solid
neither lavender
nor sweet orange, cassia nor hemp
yields more fanciful lather
one and another
bottle after bottle, floating their own notes:
after a bath, mother’s scent,
from baby’s skin, this breath
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