Said
He woke up thinking what he said she said
or was it she said he said
or each didn’t say
the other said
and he said I didn’t say that and she said you did
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Love’s Executioner
I come from a proud Polish poet sent to Siberia, right
arm cut from his body, punishment for poems—
the first daughter of a man from Naples who was
a baby in a ship’s hold, women screaming and praying
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A Bad Way to Go
“Goodbye everybody.” —Hart Crane, jumping off the SS Orizaba The suicide-by-gun takes a deep breath, jerks one finger, and it’s
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Lunch with My Parents
So my mother is rolling up her skirtbecause she spilled cold water on itand maybe she’s not wearinganything underneathand my
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The Art of Waiting
O you and me at last, and us two only! —Walt Whitman There are only the two of us. The
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This Poem Is Not About Me
Because not everything I write is about myself. I used the word “she” not “me.” “he” not “you.” this is