Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 9:34pm

Eliza sat out on M(eye) Deck

at the glass topped table with Her Music

weighed down by a fossilized snail from B. C.

Her Back was to M(eye) Sliding Glass Doors

She played Her Guitar

w/ Her Very Blond Hair

waving slightly

in the evening air

She didn’t want Me with Her

She said She couldn’t concentrate

& so Eye looked through

from The Kitchen

@ Her Cable Knit Sweater

& tree-planting shoulders arched

over the musical instrument

Eye bought for Her 13th Birthday