Little Non-Elegies for Pills and a Glass of Water
Priscilla Atkins
Night Grande
She’s ivy and tea
and a cherry piano.
Some afternoons she invites a man –
but the nights are hers
and the baby grand’s.
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Stolen Star
At the reception
I stole a star off the table,
took a tiny bite—(sweet, toot sweet)—
smuggled it outside
and tossed it in the snow.
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Scene for a Novel
He said what he had to say three blocks
off Michigan Avenue.
His full lips opened; closed.
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About Her
I love how everything
about her
is unapologetically large.
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.25 MG
“If one doesn’t work
take two; if two
doesn’t work, take four” –
(I can see where this is going).
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Genet
I don’t got the energy for Jean Genet tonight;
Sorry, Genet – not tonight!
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From Here He Went to Houston
From here, he went to Oxford.
Then on to Iowa; then Houston.
Then, elbows requisitely patched he came back and told us all:
about the importance of the pause.
Priscilla Atkins lives among beech trees in the snow. She earned her MFA from Spalding University. Her collection The Café of Our Departure (Sibling Rivalry) is forthcoming in Spring 2015.