The Data-Driven Life
- The Data-Driven Life
I might have been the story Thinned out Gotten
Anyone can be used to getting by. Once the arrow has been shot
In other words; the original love
It’s you: tousled; vertical; nowhere to go but . . . Anywhere
Intentional; aesthetic; voluptuous: let’s make it over. Can’t plant a garden even with personification—
Decoration will only house the luminous or lush; the redplaqued.
| The master tour includes: | |
| [1] basic habits | |
| [2] cookery | |
| [3] sleep patterns | |
| [4] love songs | |
All the data All the data [End Page 268]
All the data: teetered with & teethed-on The original love has no point;
I will coin this: radiant. Pure. Don’t jimmy my word. [End Page 269]
Leah Umansky is a New Yorker by birth, a teacher by choice, and an Anglophile at heart. She earned her MFA in poetry at Sarah Lawrence College and is a recipient of a one-week fellowship at the Norman Mailer Writers Colony. She is a contributing writer for both Bomb magazine’s Bomblog and for The Rumpus. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Barrow Street, Bomb’s “Word Choice,” Cream City Review, the Paterson Literary Review, Magma Poetry (UK), and Harper Palate. She is the founder and host of COUPLET: a poetry and music series in Manhattan.
