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In A Yellow Room

To A Sad Daughter

Women Like You

* ('The space in which we have dissolved -
does it taste of us?')

'to live by the heart and nothing else.'
Or your guilt---
'I howl at the moon
with all my heart
and put the blame
on the dogs'

Elimination Dance
(an intermission)