Spofford Hall

It might be a university. They took the money

From my college fund. We even have homework.

I had to write my

Obituary, and scream at a chair.

It gets easy

Once you say there is a God. They give

Your hairspray back.

My roommate is a rich grandma

Who plays piano and hid

Vodka in the loo. My counselor has

A record in six countries, and thinks

Billie Holiday's a man.

We have meditation,

Gym class, group. I've been called

"Whore" eleven times. Now a talk on self-esteem. I nap

Under the bed or in the bath. They make me

Wear my T-shirts inside out.

Today is

Visiting day. Matt doesn't come, of course. Mom

Brings bagels and a rabbit

With a red felt tongue. Dad tries to execute

A hug.

There's not enough room for us all.

If the spread is creased, I get

A sad face on my door. It's far too hot.

Old resentments pop like corn.

Naturally we talk about

My weight gain and the view. Patients circle

In pairs. Someone fishing

Hooks a pair of jeans.