FOR THE GIRL WHO HAS EVERYTHING
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Living Room 3:15pm
Here, take This Silver-bricked
Highway
out to Your Island
take Your Golden-haired Daughter
out to Her Corral
take Your Silver-haired Husband
out of His Office
fly Your Little Man
over the scrub spruce
out to Your Paradisical Beach
Joanna Gilman Hyde 
oh. i love this.
Thank you — I wasn’t sure exactly what my intention was with this one — sort of a self-effacing something-or-other.