2
you say, you unsay
I.
you say:
you like the hill of my butt
a perfect bunker for your revolution
your musket never cools
you unsay:
I would like the battle to cease
this hole will do the trick
II.
you say:
you admire me
and my feral tooth
my egg cup
and its cracked yellow eye
you unsay:
but what about jaundice
and isn't yellow contagious?
if I slip thru her membrane
can I bring my placard and hang it?
I like my rectangular eye, my recto-linear leer
I like my windex world, its intolerance of smudge
(a translucent surface so falsely modest
it may not exist)
but the light glints just so
a deviant lightbulb sun
winks out your secrets
in motley morse code
I'm a performer and writer. I've had poetry published in a variety of journals and e-zines including Slow Trains, Seeker Magazine, Poetry Super Hghway, Literary Mama (the anthology, Seal Press), Poets Against the War, The Palo Alto Times, and others. I've authored a chapbook Ode to the Unhinged. My last show How to be a Secret Agent Girl as Seen on American Television and in Movies was produced extensively in San Francisco, was well reviewed and won Best of the SF Fringe Festival. I have two children's books coming out with Roaring Brook Press (recipient of the Caldecott Medal in 2003 & 2004.)
