Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Kitchen 5:30

He can’t get Me

if I’m wearing Black

He made Me lie on The Tomato-coloured Couch

in My Grey Bathrobe

all afternoon on one Ativan & one Wellbutrin

— Hunter’s recommendation —

He can’t get Me

now that I’ve changed

though I still see Him

behind My Eyes

I count The Years, The Double Decades

He has infiltrated My Life

I cannot allow My Self

to fall

to fail

I Will Keep Wearing Black