Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

CLEANSING RITUAL

The Hawk West Desk Window 9:45pm

If God Creates

The Universe

She Does It Every Night

She Spits Out Stars

Against Her Mirror Image

in an effort to floss

Her Identity

then brushes thoroughly

aggressively

Her Set Of Calcified Moons

to eject a frothing paste

down

into

the

sink

hole

My Daughter Is Downstairs Singing

The Hawk West Desk Window 7:57pm

Tonight I had to throw out

Our entire supper of fish

to the gulls and crows

— it was tainted —

and then in a fit

of generosity

I threw out Our bread

best by today

and three English muffins

dated March 18th