"...instead of an actorskooling floral like / GARDENIA, floridawater on altar / gold bell, honey, champagne-ya / and doing such a good job, bardlike convince / the flies..."
"This is the lie I tell. / That I am South of Boston. / That I am the Great Bay, chop and white-cap, / north wind shouldering a tidal heave, / the fire burning in the house by the shore..."
"Mother teaches me life skills / how to baste, embroider / hem and mend so I’ll understand / about silk and serge / satin, linings, padding / and about the necessity of scissors..."
"I wouldn’t mind / being dizzy more often, falling down and into things, / spilling other people’s drinks in fancy restaurants. / I’d like the attention—being asked to leave..."