Acid washed

Jeans, bitten down

Fingernails, I’ve been

Uptight all

This week wishing


Scented tissue

I can tease

Into flowers, same

As ever My heart-

shaped collapsible

Locket is still

Missing & I miss

Wearing it open,

I remember a black

Fog inside so

Combed through, trapped

And willingly

Shining me on

From Stranger in Town (City Lights Publishers; Reprint edition, 2010) by Cedar Sigo. Copyright © 2010 by Cedar Sigo. Used with permission of the author.