Rambling girl spoke of shirking her mother
\nland, Anne Murray songs,
\nthe morally superior and migrating south.
\nShe harboured an impulse to haunt
\nBig Sur, disturb Henry Miller,
\nthough it meant straying off the I-5.
\nBy Frisco, she was plummeting,
\nlollipops licked, pubic hair drenched,
\nsmall indentation behind her ears dry.<\/p>\n
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\nwetback<\/em>, she adopted derelict kittens, drummers,
\nghost wrote rock reviews, screenplays, phone sex scripts.
\nDetected by no one, she relished peanutty Paydays,
\nplayed solitaire on the futon. Cavities, lonesomeness
\nswelled. She met Jello. Unrequited esteem.
\nHe called her cheesehead as if she were from Wisconsin.
\nHer first LA boyfriend liked Doll, or My Nordic Princess,
\nas if she were a blow-up or a cruise ship.<\/p>\n
\nWhy not?
\nThey don\u2019t know she\u2019s ditched the nation
\nvia Pacific flyway. They\u2019re too wintry, too white,
\ntoo busy redressing the past, the visible mistakes,
\nto notice she too too is exotic.
\nCoral in their aggression,
\nalways courteous, gusto beneath them.
\nIf she goes back she intends to arrive.
\nLike an American.
\nIn a helicopter, like Bill Gates.
\nThey will smile.
\nThey will be pissed, despite themselves.
\nThey<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"