Chelsea Harlan



NIGHTGOWN


You made us lunch
I tried on bygone clothes
Then tried them off

I went through a phase
Where I wore negligees
In daytime as dresses

I loved the appliqués
Embroidered roses
The luster of the tulle

I folded
One white silk number
I’d never worn

I sleepwalked
To the kitchen
I stirred the macaroni






NATURE DOCUMENTARY


The cats do this thing where they sleep
All day in America waiting to be loved




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