in
my
neighborhood
lives
a
black
boat
her
name
is
the
other
woman

one's
waiting
on
birth
another's
waiting
on
death
but
all
they
can
do's
wait

I
take
shorthand
notes
make
pie
dough
sauté
onions
write
poems
with
jules

lines
I
wished
I'd
written
all
the
time
in
my
head
it's
the
great
escape

she
walked
with
a
wide
smile
glancing
back
and
forth
from
a
text
to
the
sky

it
was
a
loose
end
detective
I'm
sure
you
understand
about
loose
ends

when
I'm
sad
I
sometimes
pretend
my
corolla
is
a
limousine

I
wanted
him
home
so
that
I
could
be
sweet
to
him
instead
I
was
sour

a
crane
lowered
in
time
with
immigrant
song
the
sun
dried
night
fever

when
the
preacher
sang
I
love
that
babeh
we
giggled
he
meant
jesus

summer
uniform
come
on
me
like
the
sweet
laze
of
a
warm
morning

laverne
and
shirley
theme
song
in
the
style
of
cher
for
the
neighbors
to
hear

she
made
me
aware
of
vinho
verde
and
all
the
poems
I've
forgot

the
forever
bed
where
we
leave
behind
our
flowers
the
smell
of
their
hair

she
calls
him
dada
and
writes
everyone
in
this
neighborhood
is
nice

it
was
like
I'd
noticed
for
the
first
time
all
the
trees
leaning
leaning

white
girl
cutoffs
trailer
park
homesick
just
take
the
damn
wine
and
drink
it

she
made
sure
to
take
her
rings
off
first
before
making
the
pie
crust

red
silence
please
sequel
respite
prized
passions
palace
senses
reply

you
don't
need
experience
to
turn
me
out
you
just
leave
it
all
up
to
me

-prince