How do you know you’re not lying?

 

from The Ditties

The mouse hole is for rainwater. I forget the dream, am book-distressed. Bread and cream for
breakfast. A seismic chorus, dissonant.

Dear Chalcey, hello. It is 11:40 a.m. and I don’t want to be mean to the critics. After – a
sunscaped nap.

An impatient buzz, a tinny ring. Waking is difficult. My poor spots. Intestines are not hormones.

It’s time for a time sale.

Stephanie Anderson