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Los Angeles, November 2015


What is that sound? I can hear a squeaky noise coming from somewhere.

Ignore it. It’s nothing.

 

What are you doing right now, beside talking to yourself?

Getting ready for a reading this evening at USC.

 

Tell us about that.

Is there a mouse in your pocket?

(Poem made from lines spoken by my mother)

 

If someone finds me on the road

If someone finds me on the road

in my nightgown, barefoot and talking

 

in my nightgown, barefoot and talking

If my talking nightgown

finds the road in me

and someone on barefoot

 

Or I’m throwing my money to the cars

Or I’m throwing my money to the cars

convinced I’m just feeding the ducks