Rae Armantrout, 24 February 2022
It could have started like this.My mother took me to fabric shops when I was a kid.I would wander through the tall bolts dazed, readingfortunes in the colours.
Whitepapier-mâchéof the mock-orange floweron its many stems.
Lavender, as an afterthought, necrotic –carried interest.
Ochrelike sunset in LA,like dehydration.
The popular mauve-greywhich blendsindifference with...