Poems by Currin Jen
A Bat Unveiled
... t there are only dirty spoonsand a shoestring I must walk acrossto reach the other cornerof the room ...
The Elephant Lady's Drawings
... d to droolif that was what it meant to be wild,but I could only comfort youas you comforted the wall ...
Heard
... But of all the places my brother can be foundsinging in his shrunken coat, I chooseyour temple ...
The Touch
... you hummingalong as the ghostsdrank water in the kitchen,as our mothers counted our fingers and toes ...
