Yes, ‘I’m Happy’
I went looking for someplace to hide /
the ocean. Selfish girl. /
Trying to shut my eyes in a wave. /
Made in Bangladesh
How to suck blood from this blood-sucked /
image? A garment worker’s needle is suturing /
the scene: she sews a ...
Something is leaking /
under the sink, unlocated /
but gradually turning /
the cardboard box /
full of ...
I am all that is wrong with the Old World, /
and half of what troubles the New. /
I have not seen Spain or ...
This Came First
Behind the kitchen table, April /
evening struggles through stippled /
glass—corn flung from cobs chewed / ...
Portrait of Lady with Cephalopod
Is the girl in the daguerreotype /
really staring down the unroofed eye /
of the black box in the honeycombed ...
On the stippled garden rug, mercury dyes my family together /
all the dust dancing in some unroofed ...
We become each other, twenty-four /
years and two thousand kilometers /
apart. Hard to care about who begets whom ...
The car: a mercurial beast, frightened /
by his touch or is it he who jumps? His hands /
on the wheel, two ...
safe as houses
The house in a shaggy field, /
long abandoned, unroofed, stippled with moss. /
Given back to the elements, / ...