I have ovaries for heads
I am of two minds
I am leaving the children in a burning bus
Let me eat my mouth
If it will make me forget
The drowning horse that is wading through my chest
Here a red penis
Hangs from our dog, Poco
It is a popped red tomato boiling in my throat
Losing the weight
Arranging a marriage
My herds of goats trudge through lowly tangled power lines
Oh children I tried
To be sweet and provide
Oh children this shame
Has no language to name
Oh children I tried
To be sweet and provide
Oh children this stain
On my shirt has no name
Rubbing the cumin
The coconut jewelry
I'm stringing the laundry, the little birds will peck it till it's dry
The silence and breast
The shirt and the dress
I live in a star, the stroking lotion promise and its death
Flogging my mother
My master, my father
A cherry Life Saver, melting in the heat of my mouth
Beating my grandson
With handfuls of sweet corn
My uncle, my asthma, melting in the shoddy yellow house