a moon i want to hold
dear bambi,
it’s been some time since i last wrote. i’ve been hiding under blankets, away from the cold. somedays i peak out and see your hoof prints in the snow and i’m so happy you’ve been by.
i lost my bag of words somewhere so i am going to borrow some.
Enjoy. I love you.
Huckleberry
You’re like
a little fruit
you’re like
a moon i want
to hold
i said lemon slope
about your
hip
because it’s one
of my words
about you
i whispered
in bed
this smoothing
the fruit &
then alone
with my book
but writing
in it the pages
wagging
against all knuckles
in the
light like a
sail.
Two animals, bears
Her foot licking
mine
(Eileen Myles)
