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64 pages, Paperback
First published April 16, 2012
Undress.
I want to see how you tear;
how She mummified
your intangible life. (14)
You smack your lips
to the rhythms you chew
and sniff your snot
like leftovers. (18)
The old maid’s weapons
are blunt; brittle—painted
with layers and layers of pearl (7)
You winked.
Your needles clicked.
But I saw scorn
and squinted at you,
sucking my tongue
to the roof
of my mouth,
thinking
you were trying
to outdo my knitting skills.
You were dying.
You didn’t tell me. (16)
Every day I’d watch
you press baked almonds
into the squishy centers
of the diamond-shaped
brown sweets.
You were granting them hearts.
And that’s when you’d bring out the sugar.
And a sieve.
And sprinkle your name all over my world. (12)