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Accidental Dismemberment
From Hartford, from Allentown, they used to send their letters the corporate stationery featured the word LIFE. Somewhere radio towers twinkled ...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/09 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Number One
for Ben S. Animal attack is Number One in the list called "Ways in Which I Do Not Want to Die" wait, Ben says knock it off with the death-talk,...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/09 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Bad French Movie
Isabelle Huppert in a peep show booth with the wilted bloom of a used Kleenex, and not her Kleenex, une mouchoir ÃÂétrangere oh,...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/09 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Matins
Every morning I put on my father's shirt whose sleeves have come unraveled the tag inside the collar though is strangely unabraded, it says ...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/09 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
No Exit
IN WHAT COMPUTER PEOPLE CALL the meat world, I wrote always in a place that had a window. Otherwise there's not much to say (a door rests on top of...
American Poetry Review, The, 05/01/08 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
five poems
Transcendentalism The professor stabbed his chest with his hands curled like forks before coughing up the question that had dogged him since he...
American Poetry Review, The, 07/01/06 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Shorthand: July 5th
for Allison is not day of independence, when my slipper burst into flames. Had been talked into holding sparkler, bad idea when wearing sheepskin...
American Poetry Review, The, 03/01/05 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Found Object
Somebody left this white T-shirt like a hangman's hood on the new parking meter- the magic marks upon its back say: / QUIT METH 4-EVER. A...
American Poetry Review, The, 03/01/05 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Conscription Papers
Here is the trouble with visiting the past: it means dallying so long in the company of the dead. And they brew their tea from such strange bark-...
American Poetry Review, The, 03/01/05 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication -
Little Phallus Song
. . . the great red joy a pecker ought to be to pump a woman ragged ... -John Berryman Not having one on my own personage, I think of the dolls...
American Poetry Review, The, 03/01/05 by Perillo, Lucia · More from publication
