Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"


The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:27pm

I have seen

The Golden Medallion

of The Sun

on The Underside

of an ice cream lid

as The Lid Of My Left Eye

twitched with Telepathic Love

& My Left Underside Of My Rib

pulsated, slowly, in Alert


The Hawk West Desk Window 10:22am

What was I pounding for

steadily on that giant door

of The Therapeutic Quiet Room

locked in & beating My Heart Out

on a steel drum?

It was for The Primitive Woman

I was That Strongest Black Woman

wailing with My Fist

until My Watch Strap popped

& They came to The Smash Resistant Window

& thought I had stopped