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What did Dr Blair
hope to achieve by holding
me down for so long?
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What did Dr Blair
hope to achieve by holding
me down for so long?
The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:03am
I D-R-E-M-P-T
I was back
in Alphabet Land
— is It still called Alphabet Land?
on The Lower East Side
of Manhattan
over thirty years later
in a gentrified kitchen
tiny
as
My Own
The Tomato-coloured Cock 9:22pm
(notes from an unscheduled meeting with an old psychiatrist)
“You’re just a very nice Lady Who lives in Shelburne –”
“Well, I don’t live in Shelburne anymore —
and do You know
what colour My Underwear is, Jimbo?”
“No, I don’t”
“It’s Red — Jimbo — Red Lace — and
do You know how many views I have
on My New York City Rooftop Painting?
three thousand, and twenty-two — what do I stand for Now?
“I don’t know –”
“I’m An American — Jimbo —
dressed here in Red, White and Blue
wearing My Pro-Life underwear —
and if You ever call Me a nice lady again
I’ll kick You in the balls”
The Hawk West Desk Window 9:44pm
My Third Grade Class Trip
to The Statue of Liberty
involved climbing the interior
circular staircases
up to Her Crown
— or was it Her Arm?
seeing Humans below
looking like ants
as I wrote the next day
from My Changed Perspective
and did I write
that Miss Robley
gave Me a dime
to buy An Orange Popsicle?
Joanna Gilman Hyde 