I work from home now
and I’m jamming to this song today
because Margot recommended it
and Margot knows what to pay
attention to. No, I don’t know Margot
but I know other women
who create television and funny mugs
plus my cousin-in-law
I’ve written a lot about vests;
haikus mostly, and desperate texts.
A vest is like a hug
for your chest, I’ve been known
to sigh, my core warm, my style fly.
I am living in Vermont
I am living in my head
My twenties ending like a delicious
episodic television binge
where plotlines are vague & details ecstatic
America my country has legalized marriage
the week after I legalized my own
In a month I will legalize
the love between two people
overlooking a lake in Virginia
My hands & feet are dirty
Be not mistaken I’m nobody’s heroine
Not brave enough & only medium-fast
But have you seen my garlic patch
But have you watched me sleep for hours
Godlier & godlier I’ll travel forth
The sun when it’s out, the moon when it’s round
surround me & cram me
into the single sweet envelope
called my life
panache, perhaps 