After Eduardo C. Corral
How many mirrors have you frowned into
You let him in, because
Did your mother teach you to sit like this
Who started it though
How does the uterus feel under the bootheel of a congressional floor
When did you grow hair there
Ask your bones if they give you the permission to squat deeper today
Missy, where did we agree the leg lands in turnout
We want to present an open thigh, don’t we
Don’t give me Vegas, give me grace
If your fingers hurt, carry the groceries like a baby
Baby, can we be more into the sex
What are you doing in the dream where mother is alive
Salad or fries
