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| Jessy Randall |
Five Stylish Moustaches
For a present
I give you
five stylish moustaches
in a package from the drugstore.
You give me
a plastic bug.
Who says a diamond
is forever?
The Miss America Finalists Speak
Fourth Runner-Up
They can all
go straight to Heck.
Third Runner-Up
boo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Second Runner-Up
So hungry.
So god-damn
hungry.
First Runner-Up
They’ll be sorry.
They’ll be real fucking sorry.
Miss America
THEY CAN ALL
GO STRAIGHT TO HELL!
I AM THE oh, no, my nylons
Books in Bed
Loving you and reading a book in bed --
I can’t do both! The book
is so voluptuous, its pages
like 354 breasts beckoning.
Versus you with a zit on your chin,
tired, mopey, your long body
under the covers like a corpse,
while inside you the sun shines
on a perfect winter day in Central Park
we had eight years ago
and never spoke of.
The books fall over the edge
as the bed resounds with our lovemaking.
Bio: I'm the Curator of Special Collections at Colorado College. I grew up in Rochester, New York, where the sky is almost always white. I wrote my first
poem at the age of nine, when my hamster died. Fortunately for everyone, that
poem has remained unpublished.
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