Yes, I wanted them to levitate. …
Carol Muske-Dukes
The pure amnesia of her face, …
Here's how we were counted: …
Sometimes, at dawn, I think I hear …
Stuck pat with strawberry magnets …
In her bedroom, …
I try to make myself afraid, …
When she came to visit me, I turned my face to the wall— …
It was too big to take on the subway …
Where the snow effigies stood …
Imagine for a moment …