by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Kitchen 9:11pm

Something Broke Tonight:

It Wasn’t My Heart

It Wasn’t My “Nerves”

It Was A Clay Parrot

One Of A Non-identical Pair

hand-carved from Africa

used as falling-down bookends

By My Mother

Ornaments By Me

well, One got tipped off the top

of My hand-made doll cabinet

— landed on Its Beak —

that was It — crushed

pulverized & shattered

I Needed That