The joke is orange. which has never been funny. For awhile I didn’t sleep on my bright side. Many airplanes make it through sky. The joke is present. dented and devil. For awhile, yellow spots on the wall. Obama on water skis, the hair in his armpits, free. I thought the CIA was operative. Across the
francine j. harris
francine j. harris was born in Detroit, Michigan. She earned a BA in English from Arizona State University in 1997 and an MFA in poetry from the University of Michigan in 2011. She is the author of play dead (Alice James Books, 2016) which was the winner of a 2017 Lambda Literary Award and the Audre Lorde Award for Lesbian Poetry and was a finalist for the 2017 Hurston/Wright Legacy Award, and allegiance (Wayne State University Press, 2012), which was a finalist for the Kate Tufts Discovery Award and the PEN Open Book Award. She has received fellowships from Cave Canem and the National Endowment for the Arts, and she currently serves as the writer in residence at Washington University in St. Louis, Missouri.