diydanna @ September 13, 2008 # One Comment
Another Death at St. David’s Hospital
by diy danna
Feeling the lump on the back of her neck,
She prays to be home by sunrise.
Hooked up to machines that beep in a
funeral march rhythm, like her pulse -
wrists manhandled by the pretty nurse who
scoffs at the lack of visitors.
But the angel with brown eyes never leaves
the young woman [...]
diydanna @ August 2, 2008 # 2 Comments
what wood becomes
by diy danna
the last time we talked
i told you i loved you and burnt
a stack of virginia woolfe books
in a trash barrel outside my log cabin
to please the fascist lesbian librarian
who wanted to make out with me
under the portrait of dewey
my senior year in high school.
while tied to a tree in the big [...]
diydanna @ July 9, 2008 # One Comment
an explosion at battery park, 4th of july 2007
by diy danna
there’s an explosion in her mouth-
french vanilla and a pinch of salt after
watching the fireworks from a rooftop
overlooking battery park tonight
before she wakes up to Channel 8.
what an odd dream-
she’s never seen battery park before
or had fireworks explode in her mouth, but
relishing the thought of [...]
diydanna @ June 11, 2008 # One Comment
music magazines
by diy danna
eggshell pulp and waxy sheets line my cage.
droppings on the latest hipster fall after
consuming seeds of doubt.
my mating call is drowned by the sound
of human orgasms and car crashes.
i no longer wonder why there is no reply.
celebrity beheadings on the coffee table
diydanna @ April 29, 2008 # No Comment Yet
headshot
by diy danna
She submitted her headshot to Vogue,
a bullet wound through the face
courtesy of Adobe PhotoShop 6.0
and the Editor wrote her back:
“Dear Madmoiselle,
You may need to seek professional,
psychiatric help. ”
Her headshot rests on the table
next to the letter in a frame.
She still hasn’t found a place for it.
She glances in the mirror
with mild disapproval of [...]
diydanna @ February 29, 2008 # No Comment Yet
hello, sunshine.
by diy danna
hello, sunshine.
your carcinogenic smile rays
beam on my weak stomach.
i look up to the ceiling with a faulty leak
for that cold comfort
in fat drips that drops
egret and rejection notices -
the end of our conversation.
i want to fuck you,
not marry you, sunshine.
so stop smiling at me
with the desperate mouth
of a womanchild,
and come inside my [...]
diydanna @ November 28, 2007 # No Comment Yet
Stroking Egos at the Retirement Home
by diy danna
The retirement clock strikes
another hour and a patient strokes,
weathered hands still clutching the remote.
Control is an illusion when she spasms
and her senile husband says
what she’s thinking-
“The children never visit anymore.”
then turns the channel to Lifetime.
Sweeter Than Sweet Potato Pie
Cooling her last pie on the windowsill
Mary looks outside and [...]
diydanna @ November 3, 2007 # 3 Comments
Big Red Sun
by DIY Danna
Will he think of me, when I die?
A glimpse of love in a papillon flutter, and
the heartbeat skips on a sidewalk outside a secret garden.
How can nature be so beautiful and so cruel?
He planted a bulb in the permafrost ground
after the last bleak instance when I buried,
under the big red sun, [...]
diydanna @ September 24, 2007 # No Comment Yet
you are the professor
by DIY Danna
You can build a Ham Radio out of coconuts
But you can’t figure out how to fall like leaves
Into the brown kraft paper to build a boat sailing
To the U.S. Virgin Islands on a three hour tour.
A hot damn cruise!
Teach me something you can’t learn
In metaphysics books and crush me like
An [...]
diydanna @ August 20, 2007 # One Comment
the sound a fallen angel makes when he hits the ground
by DIY Danna
Gabriel’s fingers hit the cubicle.
Clank!
As he whispers goodbye to Donna’s free ear,
She remembers his long, lanky fingers touching her lightly
Then firmly the first time they kissed.
His long brown hair and beard tickling the top
Of her large breasts heaving with excitement
When two bodies [...]