Robyn Art
from The Last Time I Saw Bonnie Blue
But let it never be said she wasn’t a rare one, our girl,
good-hearted, broke-hearted, she was never one
for niceties but she was kind, the few days she makes it
out of the house intact, de facto, that is to say,
whole, not trailing parts of her hitherto unrecognizable
self in shower drains, automatic doors (her eyes,
her hair, his indefatigable hands) yes, let it be said
she was one of the good ones, regardless of the body’s
claptrap of lies, O the poor beleaguered body, light
of her loins, horror of horrors