Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"


The West Desk Window 11:26pm

I have been arranging My Daughter’s Roses

for years it seems

at least since We moved to The Hawk

when bouquets started coming through the front door

from boyfriends and mothers

— some ended up dried

to be arranged again in fake crystal

or an old pewter pitcher —

tonight the heftiest bunch of all

came in with fluid-providing tubes

& baby’s breath to be thrown away

as I clipped twelve stems

stood Them in My heaviest vase

& carried The Arrangement

upstairs to Her Dresser


The Arms & Hands of The Hawk Occupant 1:22pm

He’s going away again

for the 3rd monthly segment since November

to The Dominican Republic

& I’m not allowed to miss His Proximity

I’m instructed to use mental telepathy

instead I’m dressed to Kill

in a Black & Aqua Patterned Super Hero Top I’ve never worn

in My Black Leggings & Black Ankle Boots

Black Socks & Black Underwear

Silver Fish earrings given to Me

by My Aunt Angie on My 31st Birthday

My Birks Endless Silver Spiral Bangle

Dark Lipstick

I could Kill

with A Word