Hi this is the text I read for Delirious Hem today....these poems will all fit together as Virginia or the mud-flap girl, to be published by Dusie next year. Some of them are already out in a new chapbook from Least Weasel. Others from the project are here and there. Xo, Eliz.
the fairly cwen
the olden seas sweet edges
far from the stormy lullabies
that set the stagy notion
in the park inside the park
tracing loves earthy footpath
the tender animalia
the cozy repeating bits
in hearth and glen
where mother wasn’t
lonely stylized forests
did the first cwens
in such water castle
our songs of comfort & praise
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Kirstie Alley
the aging sugar scratch
tucked as bad as if
such brittle donations
in the clearinghouse as if
tubby the wicked
on other days while thinking thin
while carrying the wish-bones
and the fretted land-haul
tucked as bad as if
offerings
a painful
cutting down
in some time else
such uncozy tolerance
the other guy’s polite surprise
at the irregular hands of the pharm
the rubber-cheeked debate
all the mary parts
so drab & eerie
in that distant shag
carpet basin of angles
all the mall-bearing marigolds and
all the tiny hollows of ourselves
untouched by disney
raised in sorrow gently
raised in joy
those other days
behind us
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Reese Witherspoon
the damp fixings of the internet
the stars and the stripes of
my own private mumblecock
the fake relevance of the avant-garde
the crap manliness of the same
its keen imperialism, Reese Witherspoon,
the false attachments of the scene
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Michelle Williams
all the handsome signifiers
in the village heap
so much falls to the mother
they are not gods
the heavy busy lace
prevention of empires
*
toward the doggy wood
in the ritual pit
toward the doggy wood
shell keep.
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the platinum herd already texting
these new world
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Mispretend this fatal document,
my senator, my namesake, my urn
She draws charms, glitter, the
tooth-strewn scar
roots from the world
a shabby cult
in browny nightcap
in the costume-hell
shrew melody
grand name-bearing
quality
apt repose
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