by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 8:00am

Last night I sat

at the dinner table

with a napkin first

on My Head

then on My Face

then I graduated

to the veil from Rudy’s Sculpture

and covered My Self

in Its silken sheath

and stood like a ghost

declaring to My Second Husband

“I am to be seen by only DHW”