This reading was recorded by Alessandro Mistrorigo at Opificio dei Sensi (, in Verona, Italy, on the 27th of September, 2013.

Read by Neeli Cherkovski on 27 September 2013


I will build
a forest in the grass
of Washington Square
where we wandered arm in arm
worrying about splendor
and what it means
to share a bed

forgive branches
growing from my dreams
as I curve my body
toward the confusion
of anguish
falling out of you

windows call to doors
in the hollow of a mother's anger
in the dreadnought of vision
and slam shut
when you turn from me
facing that which I fear

smooth slender hips
of woman I will never be

Share this Poem with your co-workers or friends