letter to my transgender daughter
I made soup tonight, with cabbage, chard
and thyme picked outside our back door.
For this moment the room is warm and light,
and I can presume you safe somewhere.
I know the night lives inside you. I know grave,
|2015||You are perfect for me||Rebecca Wolff|
|2004||You Are Not a Statue||Mark Yakich|
|1909||You Are Fire Eaters||Marianne Moore|
|2016||You Are a Dark Body||Natalie Scenters-Zapico|
|2012||You and Your Ilk||Thomas Lux|
|2012||You & I Belong in This Kitchen||Juan Felipe Herrera|
|2015||Yolanda: A Typhoon||Sarah Gambito|
|1983||Yesterday||W. S. Merwin|
|2005||Yes, it can be admitted now||Kathleen Jesme|