July/August 2015

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by wedding 
planners, dieting, in shapewear,
dragging themselves in cute outfits through the freezer section for the semifreddo bender,
blessed innovative cloister girl pin-ups burning to know the rabbi of electricity in poverty,...

His handkerchief, a pin or coin he’d touched,
a button from his shirt, a feather caught
on his coattail — such tokens would fetch a price ...    
Men came to shake his hand, or rub their warts
upon his famous skin; young mothers held
babies for...