The Color Orange.
On the outskirts of the town
Not far from the canyon’s edge
with the view of a small range of pale mountains
lived a forthright woman who sewed herself clothes made of orange cloth
to counteract the affects of the sameness
Unpacking Six Shoehorns.
Today I was unpacking a box that held things that lived in my top dresser drawer …
Clara the Dancing Chicken.
Clara performed at the Chinatown Fair arcade on Mott Street. I remember her as having having white feathers and a red comb