Eleven More American Women Poets in the 21st Century: Poetics Across North America

To My Class

234 | Eleven More American Women Poets in the 21st Century of the year two thousand one everything turning rose dog head a wheel of love but I was so mad I locked it up and took the key and lived for that moment snowflake I wasn’t there not even me when she put in the key and it wouldn’t turn To My Class I’m trying to figure out what kind of fucked up flower a reflection is when everything dances in a bowl of aluminum day’s on Eileen Myles | 235 no extra light just the color scheme of the gym & thinking about that the tile is that exact shade which is not quite white they chose it and it’s why the feeling is not exact I’ve got to lie down on the mat to see the frond peeping through the window sitting up there’s too much a bending plant a grille the whole life of the gym not the tiny crop 236 | Eleven More American Women Poets in the 21st Century like sitting in a Muslim restaurant and the cow peeps in like that I’m trying to sort out a few things at this exact moment in my life something more marvelous than a category the body place is a thinking place a surprise here a day isn’t a bookshelf unless it’s the endless process of pulling one down and hours or years later putting it back Eileen Myles | 237 up for some other reason among its new friends I don’t really need glasses to write but I squint and gradually that grows unfamiliar Questions I may not have the time for all of this but A) I enjoy the slap of my flipflops on the stair & though my name is not Roxanne I remember when I would’ve liked that like a girl playing witch in ...