Finding a man’s briefcase in a corner of the basement.  Thinking,

perfect.

Watching every Mariah Carey music video

all in a row.

Walking down the street

holding best friend’s hand tight in sweatshirt pocket.

Grinding

spinach.  For pesto.  Weeding blisters 

from weeding in a ring around the front yard tree.

Coming home                                           at night. 

Finally I am beneath someone

who is crowdsurfing.

Staring out the window of the train and peeing standing up.

Perfect handshake

under the covers.  



My face is huge.  So huge.  Self-portrait

drunk in taxi.                                                       When Spring comes

again 

learning to parallel park.