Ah, So I Thought: This Is What Breasts Are For

On St. Agatha's Day, There Are Cakes Enough For All Of Us

Me, the Cages Bird

Mother Needed One of Us To Get Big

You Got Bigger

The Drinking, The Falling

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St. Agatha With Her Breasts on a Platter

She Lets Go Of Her Breasts

It Features Balloons

Her Husband Will Have the Babies

Sometimes I Think We All Have Angels Beside Us

Her Head Felt Like a Way Too Tight Shoe

My Fish Boy Inside Me

She Gave Me All The Gold She Had

I Woke Up Feeling Like I Was Drawing

I Sleep and Dream I Am a Fish

I Never Had a Brother

My Father's Father Died Young. All His Life, My Father Missed Him

I Always Wished I Had a Twin

I Woke Up In Black Pajamas and Drank Black Coffee

I Put On a Pink Sweater. When It Is Night, It Will Be Black Enough

I Want to Go to Sleep in a Nightgown as Bright as the Sun

My Mother Smoked Her First Cigarette of the Day With A Cup of Black Coffee

My Mother Worried About me

She Could See Her Future Coming to Run Her Down Like a Train