Orbit for Miller There is noseparationbetweena sun and her rays I orbit the planet familyfour humans two caninesfood shelter waterbooks film art When I wrap myselfaround her shiningtickle her wristsmell her skinI tell herI hope big love greetsyou every morningIt will she says it will In this orbitI am curled indevotedsmallyet each breath inis a… Continue reading Poem 9: Orbit
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Poem 7 – Green Beans
Green beans Yesterday I washed the green beansCut off the stem-heavy ends Heated the oilSautéed the garlicDropped in the parsleyLoaded the beans in the potThrew in a chunk of butter(for my thighs)Put the lid on the pot Yesterday I burned the green beansThe smoke detector started singingAt quarter past three alarming meAway from the forest of… Continue reading Poem 7 – Green Beans
Poem 5 – Paris, at dawn
PARIS, AT DAWN Another me slipped under my skinlast night as I was readingshe grabbed onto my spinelike it was a light lamp in Parismy blood – a red-tinged fog She was in Paris swingingaround the post one arm outhugging the belly of the infant morningshe’d been up all night dancingonly the sequence on her… Continue reading Poem 5 – Paris, at dawn
VANESSA SHIELDS 