Joanna Gilman Hyde

I am casting off My Mother’s Houses

I just opened the cupboard door under the sink

here at The Hawk

to dry My Hands on a non-existent towel there

thinking I was in The Shakespeare House

momentarily

but I’m not — that House

went in September 2011

& I am left with The Island

ready to go at the full asking price

by This Friday —

how many dish towel memories

do I have there?