June 24, 2012

The kid next door drowned in a bucket
near the night-made moonshine in the backyard.

(and)

while boys lapped wine out of dog bowls in the kitchen,
girls tied twine around their tawny hair.

Jane, in the bathroom (with the golden knob turned),
stood: white

fingers around corded neck
strangling herself;
while studying pores in the gilded mirror.