it seemed she had no idea / she was doing it as if the habit was / a reaction to a far-off memory as if / she wasn’t in front of us any longer / and she was thinking back thirty years
Thesis Proof #4
importance is contextual. like. the mountain climber tramples / on countless undiscovered plants on his way to the summit / each day and does not realize it.
ni hao isn’t the way to my vagina
met a stranger. on the street. he said, “you good?” / well, he actually said “ni hao?” which we all know is “hello”
MEMORANDUM FOR THE MOTHER OF MY HUSBAND
“. . . you’ve shown me some crimes are so tall even / God tilts His head to meet them/ in the eye.”
February 23, 2020
The night I understood what it means to be / Black, a line of bats perched on my roof, / owls fell into my room like rain.
Self Portrait of an Open Wound
Unable to remember / how I’ve arrived, at night / I get drunk, vodka / on the shore, searching / for paradise in any crevice
Our Hands Dirty as Lunatics’
I squeeze the snapdragons / as though it were childhood / and the smallest motion / of petal mandible / were a thousand words / for loving you / laid out on a blanket:
Still Life with Bouquet, Golden Spade (out of frame)
we be bouquets, be green, leaves / ethereal, be wildweeds, be lamb’s-quarter, be day / -flowers’ cool blue, be hue busting / up bleak blur.