Direct Drafts 8

an election day poem draft written before shit-hits-the-fan

Radio by LTS

Naturally speaking, man-made-change can be just

as exciting. I’m finding pink in your

sandy chin, hands halfway in ballet slippers.

I don’t believe in giving in to incorrect

weather but here comes skinny with-her-legs-out.

Twinks in tanks and minis. I want

to wear my wool coat I want to

in my own clothes walk confidently with-

in my pant lining. …