today’s been mildly gut wrenching | on 71
a dull blue scooter is driven by a barefoot someone
in a jean skirt earnestly going 45 in a 60 | I bet
when she was small
her daddy called her pigheaded, indifferent
& maybe it was a sort of violence—
what it made of her, what he didn’t | it was Anne
who said the wind was cleansing
the bones & here we are—all three of us
with all this bone, in excess
of absurdity
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