Dee Wright Poems

Seeing how much
pleasure

I can be
...

He had that kind
of “Lift the latch &
walk right in” voice
...

She got tired
of the missionary position

the praying before
...

I want you to touch me...create me anew.

Make me as if I never were me...create me anew.
...

All I ever did
with you

was
...

He stopped
(not I admit
my type)
...

Sam.

My man’s name
is
...

On the crowded tube
she feels

she’s invisible
...

I undo
the buttons

on my frock
...

I guess
It was

a Monica Lewinksy
...