EXCERPT Anxiety holds the heart With its tiny iron hand Mud stirs in the belly of a giant woman In the shower with their giant drops Here The naked sultan whimpers under his silken eyelids Unhappy By walled-in-giants in ether Who no longer carry their whips in hand —Joyce Mansour We encounter our fourth colossomaniac amid three separate juxtapositions of bodily experience, each tied to a distinct organ or appendage depending on the specific impulse in circulation. What this teaches us is that the colossus should not always be perceived as a unified creature, neither overall nor throughout, but rather often emerges as a compartmentalized assemblage whose sovereignty is tied to a single branch, extremity, or area of musculature…