If I Say My Body Is Asian Does This Poem Disappear
Another poem mannequin- / Ing the body.
Photo by John Lodder on Flickr
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Another poem mannequin- Ing the body. Old hat, I know. Me too. I’m dead Tired. Dog-tired.
The Smoke of the Land Went Up
We were the three of us in bed together, the Palm Tree Wholesaler and the Division-I High Jumper and me. The High Jumper slept in the middle and on his side, his back facing me and his left leg thrown over the legs of the Palm Tree Wholesaler, who re
