grace (ge) gilbert
“I wanted to like sports radio” | Poetry
grace (ge) gilbert
I wanted to like sports radio. I wanted to dress like a boy. It makes sense that nothing fulfills me, holding the lemon neatly over the jar. Is this ending. Is this getting what you want. Curled at the foot of grandpa’s staircase, wondering if your blood was easy to clean out of floorboards or of hair. What do you have to do with me. You sang for me, so...
