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EDITORIAL

ARCHIVE

LAGNIAPPE

MAST

SUBMISSIONS

Poem
by Sara Nicholson


UNDERPANTS

cornflower/&, at last
some weird german ideas:

the possibility arising from a subject
of yellows
                                                              [ or to avoid the subject
                                                                                   & stuff grateful birds ]
we were sitting at home, the shapely queen mother,
her love of poetry and hairdos,

or predilections that since yesterday, to close eyes
and form opinions, and

to finger yesterday’s underpants                 [         a trial            ]

to speak a language                                   [   the weird german shudder
                                                                           between
                                                                                         your legs           ]

to lift over the silent g and try underpants

or the queen mother again, cornflower,
fucked-up since yesterday,

the shapely vaccinations
that are only thoughts of
                                                                [ blues & yellows in her underpants
                                                                           a word charged
                                                                like stopping these colors
                                                                                    as a vaccination       ]
that we were sitting at home,
you & i
                                                                [           already vaccinated           ]

 


Sara Nicholson lives in Iowa.