His awful skin stretched out by some tradesman is like my skin, here between my fingers, a kind of webbing, a kind of frog. Surely when first born my face…
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Loving me with my shows off means loving my long brown legs, sweet dears, as good as spoons; and my feet, those two children let out to play naked. Intricate…
It’s in the heart of the grape where that smile lies. It’s in the good-bye-bow in the hair where that smile lies. It’s in the clerical collar of the dress…
And do not be indiscreet or unconventional. Play it safe. Listen here. I’ve never played it safe in spite of what the critics say. Ask my imaginary brother, that waif,…
Good for visiting hospitals or charitable work. Take some time to attend to your health. Surely I will be disquieted by the hospital, that body zone– bodies wrapped in elastic…
Earth, earth, riding your merry-go-round toward extinction, right to the roots, thickening the oceans like gravy, festering in your caves, you are becoming a latrine. Your trees are twisted chairs.…
Anna who was mad, I have a knife in my armpit. When I stand on tiptoe I tap out messages. Am I some sort of infection? Did I make you…
“Angels of the love affair, do you know that other, the dark one, that other me?” 1. ANGEL OF FIRE AND GENITALS Angel of fire and genitals, do you know…
A born salesman, my father made all his dough by selling wool to Fieldcrest, Woolrich and Faribo. A born talker, he could sell one hundred wet-down bales of that white…
Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling its stone to your heart, leaving me here to shuffle…