“My Housemate of 1989” by Daisy Fried

A poem by faculty member Daisy Fried appears at Partisan:

My housemate of 1989
has short hair, lots
of sex and a nervous
way of smoking; doesn’t seem
smug really when in a clear
carrying voice she says, “I like
the idea of having a drawer
in the kitchen that’s full
of unsorted silverware, just
a drawer where you just throw in
the silver any which way”;

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