No matter what life you lead the virgin is a lovely number: cheeks as fragile as cigarette pap… arms and legs made of Limoges, lips like Vin Du Rhône,

It was also my violent heart that… falling down the front hall stairs… It was also a message I never spo… calling, riser after riser, who ca… about you, who cares, splintering…

There can be certain potions needled in the clock for the body’s fall from grace, to untorture and to plead for. These I have known

There will be mud on the carpet to… and blood in the gravy as well. The wifebeater is out, the childbeater is out eating soil and drinking bullets f…

In the thin classroom, where your… was noble and your words were all… I find this boily creature in your… find you disarranged, squatting on… irrefutably placed up there,

Some ghosts are women, neither abstract nor pale, their breasts as limp as killed fi… Not witches, but ghosts who come, moving their useless arm…

Over stone walls and barns, miles from the black—eyed Susans, over circus tents and moon rockets you are going, going. You who have inhabited me

I am the only actor. It is difficult for one woman to act out a whole play. The play is my life, my solo act.

Somebody who should have been born is gone. Just as the earth puckered its mou… each bud puffing out from its knot… I changed my shoes, and then drove…

And I solemnly swear on the chill of secrecy that I know you not, this room nev… the swollen dress I wear, nor the anonymous spoons that free…

His awful skin stretched out by some tradesman is like my skin, here between my f… a kind of webbing, a kind of frog. Surely when first born my face was…

Old man, it’s four flights up and… Your room is hardly bigger than yo… Puffing as you climb, you are a br… stooped over the thin tail and the… The room will do. All that’s left…

Who is he? A railroad track toward hell? Breaking like a stick of furniture… The hope that suddenly overflows t… The love that goes down the drain…