Take me higher
higher so that I can see the sun
in all its glory robe of sky
without this labyrinth of Lucifer'
cold lights, a blight of tree trun

I live in a small room,
walls too close for both
the double bed and dancing.
So after many years
of stepping nimbly in

Each night I braid my hair in
two Pippi Longstockings plaits,
a tangle of curl at each end like
a wild creature’s tail.
Deftness lingers in

Wet wool sky blankets intaglio tre
whose clothes lie in russet piles
(Newly bare but not shy, they’ve d
Black birds pick at lint in a fade
its pulse quieted to cradle creatu

This one has by some miracle lived
three days
and survived
to stand in the aftermath and
seeing the leveled lots falls to k

Map me to you gentle sister
in your snow-angel imprint
my arms your wings
your breath clings
to all my windowpanes

My heart came to me once as
a black scorpion with a white stri
carrying a fortune cookie as it sc
toward me.
I stood on a chair barefoot