From Wicked Alice

THIRD NIPPLE REMOVAL

She froze the violets in liquid nitrogen.
She lifted her frock, tried to place
a penny over the blinking eye.

A crash. Some variations of purple.
One of the ceramic swan planters
let out a rusty nailed sigh. She sewed

on a swatch of key-scraped uterus.
She distributed the Vicodin. She disputed
the license allegations. She loved.

© Daniela Olszewska 2007