Hoa Nguyen
Six Poems
[The first five of these poems originally appeared in GAS #10; [Staying at work for lunch] appeared in Skanky Possum #2.]
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myself in the movie of my life
playing
myself alternatively yellow or brown
born in a land where people are
the shape of risk my daily drink
SPECKLED
like roses
someone smells
me cubicles away roses
the smell of stinking faux
I don't really like
shoes sometimes
too I sprinkle in my
like-roses rose powder
roses my lotion smells
FOB
boredom with food create pasta!
minutes it is not impossible to be sexual
so when curled after 13
chains in the tongue chain wowie
enterprise solutions" language as work dulls
my tweaky adoring dreams "for municipal
HOOPLA
West white gold ring to the little chapel
Hi Tsering! Bring Lisa! Bring the
really) please Michael drive your big Impala
(not hearts but friends like little hearts
ROSY
can't be writing poems not scribbled
cats my love adoring and why
to trim the plants
with pink footstool pink handled scissors
"massage the data" so when curled
neck massage makes dreams
management systems" me tenderly
be "enterprise solutions for municipal
is dull in language as work is or can
[Staying at work for lunch]
Staying at work for lunch
eat an apple
no shoes on
or cats that talk by a bed
bring in bats please neon blue(unavailable weather and socks)
make me cry in a dumb cubewell fuck you too