There was a sewing machine
already in the wings
as they laid their fig leaves aside.
They didn't turn the game off,
bottom of the seventh,
a line drive to center—
they watched it with one eye each.
Didn't take off her blouse
with the flowers, or hi [...]
My mother stood with her back to me,
her nosegay-printed dress back to me,
a jackal leashed by her side.
How small his mouth looks
she said, and I nodded. I saw
the moon stippled stucco
when she sang "Moon Shines Its Lamp."
I pounded meat with a plat [...]
Backyard Pool. July. Yellow Rectangle Raft.
My sister and I like to play drowning and tea party—
see how long you can stay under.
With others we call it a tea party;
alone, it's drowning.
I poke my head up
into the raft. The body on it
bounces me d [...]