From the book published in 2021, And Don’t Come Back.
She picks up fashionable
with both hands
wrings it out
pins it on the line and dares it to wrinkle
She takes attitude and walks it on her leash
She mastered bored and haughty
in the cradle. She does dramatic
from the center of her bones
radiating it out through her skin
into the air into the sky the rain
across the craters on the moon
into the indigo
Plenty of people want to copy her
but she is young she is ancient
she is out of time in all kinds of ways
Knowing her is an addiction
no one minds acknowledging
even as it exhausts and desiccates.
There is no map.
And all she does is laugh.
6 thoughts on “One Up”
I really like this. I can picture her because she’s a type, though also one of a kind.
I particularly like the first lines, daring it to wrinkle and
“She takes attitude and walks it on her leash”
Thank you. Sometimes I think about people I knew in the past (more and more these days since there is so much more past to think over!) and want to write out a character sketch sort of to remember them and fix it in my mind, which is what this poem is.
I concur with everything merrildsmith said!
What a wonderful character study and your turn of phrase is fabulous. I especially loved “across the craters on the moon / into the indigo”.
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