AND ONCE I DREAMED I WAS AND NOW I KNOW I AM

Hello ripped skin 

Hello romance and novels 

And pre-nostalgia

And pre-determinisms 

And preventative measures 

One day I’ll be woman 

I’ll make soup and leave the ladle soaking 

And partake in loud and earthly phone calls to my sisters 

On the deck outside 

So all my neighbors in outer-Barcelona know I’m loved 

I’ll ring a bell to the bathroom mirror and she’ll paint my toes and write me vapid love notes 

I’ll live in cheetah print and lollipops 

I’ll drink beer and be barefoot 

I’ll eat apples from the mirror 

Sweetly, slowly 

Dear woman: you are sin

From the trees we come, to the trees we go 

I am the redwoods, the oaks, magnolias 

I am perennial, be assured 

In life we seek two ends: 

Survival 

and Pleasure 

Everything else is milk 

Dear woman: you are sin