by Sarah Mangold
under the day
occupied in nothing
but breaths taken
straps a separate language. Evacuate the city
astronaut jewel plastic
The bicycle lessons her horror of acceptance.
A triumph of manners. Organizing green silk
dresses cotton shells veins
Everything looks painful. Teethshoeslaces. She is tomorrow.
Your mind is racing like a pronoun. Still sometimes you get up
and bake a cake or something. Hats and thermoses. They didn’t want her
childhood picture if you think you’re going to faint go out in the
The success of the solar eclipse expedition. Starlight was bent by
the mass of the sun. One out of any number of possibilities. What
seems simultaneous to one observer will not seem so to another.
She gets to patience. A spouse involved in science. It’s the
living in the manner to qualify backhanded.
The halls lined with the disembodied ghostly wings
The beverage plan has everyone alarmed.
The moving of feet to speed the closure. She mostly wanted to know
if open toe shoes were ok. A commitment ceremony to the ground.
Nervous tapping. Rubber tree. Radiator. African violets. Postal
boxes. You—the Architectural Body.