After a photograph by David Graham

Oh imp!
Eddie in your Cherries in the Snow,
your bustier and panties
redder than salvia, than the dream of ketchup
in a stark raving white diner.
Once the world was a school
where you had to write:
I will act like a man
100 times on the blackboard.
Now your fishnets croon
and your eyes keen:
I don't want to be loved,
I want to be exposed.



About the author:
Lynn Levin has new poems in Nerve Cowboy , Mad Poets Review , The Comstock Review, and Per Contra. Her book, Imaginarium, is available from Loonfeather Press.

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