After the towers, I never left / an empty grocery cart astray / but rolled it across the parking lot / back to its designated spot.

i tattoo compass roses / on my knees / & i am always blooming

I left the shower and kept
singing. I sang about my body
like I was proud. I was proud.

Wait by the rocks and take up your knitting.
/ Let your smell waft out of that briny tang—
/ just give it time, little siren, patience.

This is how, when you turned away, ,/ I heard you like thunder / sounding between the channels of sleep.

I am an animal and other animals are animals / I am an animal and other animals are anomalies