He’s overweight
she’s underweight –
they used to compensate
for each other.
...
I travel
the circumference of a circle:
its dull, despondent ring
of friction pierces
...
I am not ackee and saltfish for breakfast,
or curried goat for lunch.
I prefer chickens alive
than seasoned for supper.
...
To you I am luminous red—
my creation
that together we nourished,
in silence
...
Together we’d sip coffee
while nights regressed,
while we homed new wrinkles
alongside old ones,
...
Notice the quick, quiet strength
of a perfectly performed grand jeté.
Clean, icy water lashing over smooth pebbles,
the urgency of a hushed stream.
...
This is how it will go:
on the day
you’ll find me up front,
suited, heeled, the most nonchalant
...
to A
Write other things, they say
but it is poetry that I want to write
...
He says
he likes my voice over the phone
He says
he likes to go to the movies with me
...