I regard your affections, find your teeth have …
Cate Marvin
I carved upon my desk unsayables. …
I never recline in splendor, …
Though I can’t recall your last name …
Inexplicable, the sign outside a deli scrawled …
Roofers scrape the scaly lid …
That greasy letter into which my legs entered, …
Before I go let me thank the man who mugs you, …
Apparently, we are all lying here beside one …
I rode him through the village, smiling. …