ANN PEDONE


Ann is the author of The Medea Notebooks (spring, 2023 Etruscan Press),
and The Italian Professor's Wife (2022, Press 53), as well as the chapbooks
The Bird Happened, perhaps there is a sky we don't know: a re-imagining of
sappho, Everywhere You Put Your Mouth, Sea [break],
and DREAM/WORK.
Her work has recently appeared in The American Journal of Poetry, Chicago
Quarterly Review
, The Louisville Review, and New York Quarterly. She has
been nominated for Best of the Net, and has appeared as Best American
Poetry's "Pick of the Week".






From: JACK


6/13

The impulse to ex-

cavate


the truth from one's life
has got to be one of

the filthiest

impulses out

there

His hard-on the size of a Valencia orange

I am waiting in room 347

Have asked the maid for more

half &
half and six rolls of

double-
ply

unscented
toilet paper

Since noon I've had three poached
eggs w/ two sides of white toast

(Yes, my dear,
my cunt is very
much
analogous to the
universe)

The key, as always, is on the front seat of my car
I left it unlocked for you
Which has to be, with the exception of,
"after the war", one of the absolute
ugliest phrases in all of North American English


I had the same dream again last night
we were up in Santa Rosa and I got all
voluptuous & colonial in the front seat
& when you opened the door I asked you to
please

cut me right down



the
middle like a






sheet





cake





Virginia
Woolf jacks off Leonard one
last time & fills her pockets w/stones


Before I left the house to come down here I
thought about stopping first at Kaiser to have
that thing looked at

my underpants lodged all
the way up my ass like so many royal

jewels

I've had to pee for the last 45 min. I peed
before I left the house. My urethra is dumb these
days
but is still oh so very holy

DON'T MOVE. I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR
WIFE SAYS
FROM NOW ON
ALL THE MILK IN YOUR TESTICLES
IS MINE

Considering all of the times I have
sucked you off I think I could make a
very strong case in court that I
have won the right
to write you this love poem



Last Tuesday my
therapist told me
obviously the
reason that I
only fuck married
men b/c I had a secret
abortion
24 years ago & my
father abandonned
me when I was 14

I pulled up my skirt & asked her
if she could please
rephrase the
answer as a question

When she said she couldn't my
sex hardened into pentameter &
I got up to catch my Uber

What she just couldn't
get
is that my cunt is like
a mousetrap
it has only one muscle

& like death and European
tourism

Even now in 2022 there are people
who go days without noticing their bodies
Have you read about this?


The San Francisco Bay is particularly shiny &
always very new this time of yr

I made sure to get a corner room & you can
see it if you move the armchair out of the way

Like O'Hara said
loneliness is never pretty & always appall-

ing


Hold me now in white flame
delicate & so lady-
like

& I will lay down my weapons
at your feet

& take
your cock into my mouth it is

always


al-


ways so


smooth and kiss-




able


kissable as

new




plas-



tic






6:01am: You might not see me for the next
three weeks
I have to go back into the
ocean & sort through some things


6:03am: My cunt is yours, honey. The whole
party-size bag
of it

6:05am: Jesus, you make me so
spiderish





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