notes on AUTUMN LEAVES
notes on AUTUMN LEAVES
(a song for solitude)
by emily ryan
robert aldrich’s favorite close-up of crawford’s crawlers
scene set-up in a lively diner
—jitterbuggy
———bubblegummy
(mocking her monogram)
—————two chicken salads and two checks as well!
…and here is joan
emerging from the cabana as mildred pierce,
no, millicent weatherby,
all neck and legs
stripped of her protective shadow and $12.95 price-tag
splashing about,
all of her eyebrows
going
…EVERYWHERE.
living on a diet of caviar + popcorn
and canned buttered toast
endlessly tousled in a bed of sheets
Hurt. By. Burt.
how strangely refreshing. like a chicken salad.