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FOUR POEMS

by Hoa Nguyen

 

   

ODE

We ate outside                       you could smell the ocean
and petrol            Seagulls scream
look for pieces of food or what have you

Go look for pieces the lost
body   Bury that piece                   Clams
and their rich stomachs
at Little Neck

What kind of ode is this

She moulded human images
out of wax and spices

We eat pretend desserts
normally chocolate
but sometimes pickle cake

 

9 FLAT FLIES IN THE HOUSE

“It’s one huge reckless orchestra” – Eileen Myles

 

Squirrel scolding and grackles
Really what could the upset be
Christine’s stomach growls            “Excuse me”
Phone rings               work              must
replace the employee
you no longer want and now hates you

Face the purple flowers in the
flower-food water
Texas grown             sucking stems
Named Anemone

Hating my needing to be loved

Dear Texas                here I am
near your “heart”       and the “Value Sky Park”
Jumping spider on the kitchen counter

“I don’t know what I’m learning”

“That’s the point”

 

 

THE STARBUCKS MERMAID

 The Starbucks mermaid logo
 has lost her nipples

 I coffee you a bit
 fiery with my purple tongue
 & random sadness

 Gasoline @ $65 dollars a barrel
 (13 August 2005)

 You can plug your phone
 into the Tibetan bowl bell (on sale)
 for a more pleasing tone

 We put the poopy blocks
 outside        and then it rained

 

STRANGELY TOUCHED

Strangely touched that Vili and Mary Kay tied the knot
8 AM rain        now hot hot              Memorial Day
And last night’s dream with drowning
kittens in the bloody toilet bowl
            more moon-mess in the tub
& I laugh even when my father stops
and says, “hi”

 

10 AM whacked the wool bed pad
on the line with a long rod and smote
dust mites
              Also carried wash and 2 kids
in a plastic basket

The phone rings
  “It’s me” “I love you”

BIO

Born near Saigon in 1967, Hoa Nguyen grew up in the DC area and studied poetry at New College in San Francisco, California. She now lives in Austin, Texas, with the poet Dale Smith; together they publish Skanky Possum, a book imprint and journal, and curate a monthly reading series. Her books include Your Ancient See Through (Sub Press, 2002) and Red Juice (Effing, 2005). Her second full length book is forthcoming in 2007 from Hot Whiskey Press.

www.skankypossum.com

   
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