Poems new this week 6/10/10

[Tom Hendricks]

Poems written this week In Venice there's a mirror town under the sea I designed a dress made out of maps. It directs the eye where to look. These twins built an empty frame. Then each morning each takes a side and combs their hair. My date was a woman bathed in moonlight that winter was cold and the twisters froze. So they herded them off and stacked them like columns in a contemporary museum of storms. I had a slinky, but no stairs. He collected Ouija boards but they kept shifting around.