correction: thirty-three and counting...

Robert Lowell
(died thirty years ago today)

“I am not feeding you,” she said

(and meant it)

so begins

the thai tofu toothpick tango.

the car, the talk, the question:

do you want

an eighties flick, with cusackian overtones?

we can talk in the parking
lot, in front of the record
store, with the sun burnt,
sienna and sinking in the sky.

or

a late nineties indie, with kerouacian undertones?

we can ramble as we
walk, and amble as
we talk: long tracking
shots as we trek from
record store to book
store to twilight shore.
mannequins marking
the shift in mood;

(dissolve to)

swimming in the ocean
at night, our push to

keep

apart

the undertow

pulling us back together.

excerpt and illustration from:
For An American Girl With a Czech Surname
1st edition chapbook, limited to 50 copies
(suggested) contribution $5.00
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