Tantra Bensko
Originally published in The Evergreen Review Issue 116 in 2008.
This is the one that will make him love me,
She said, holding up the fifth lace skirt,
Her eyes wider, darker in her face
Made of breath, and hair dyed black
To please
Please, please him, who already loves
Her when she takes off outer longings
And they turn to cats, rolling,
Furry, rowling, all inside the covers
Of each other, pull them off
Their heads, their scattered freckles, words.
She said, holding up the fifth lace skirt,
Her eyes wider, darker in her face
Made of breath, and hair dyed black
To please
Please, please him, who already loves
Her when she takes off outer longings
And they turn to cats, rolling,
Furry, rowling, all inside the covers
Of each other, pull them off
Their heads, their scattered freckles, words.
