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VALERIE HSIUNG
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Image by Daniel Uncapher

from I did it I said it
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One person’s opinion
 

The quiet before noon and then the swell after the noon

 
Just one question

 
Where do I put the respirator?

 
Is there such a thing as next-door of kin?

 
She put a bounty on her enemy’s name

 
The nail in the wall that a century ago hung up a family portrait and now will never

be                      extracted again

 
Or, the knife she stuck into her breastbone when she believed he no longer loved
her?
 
 
 

 

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A woman who never spilled a single drop of food or wine on herself, on her lap, not

once, never, not one, not in an entire lifetime
 

It didn’t make sense…
 

Hearing a bed on wooden floors meant you could easily tell when a body moves in

the other room of an old house, dolls
 

You should take this as a compliment…
 

I thought you were the woman who doesn’t sleep anyway
 

When it’s brighter inside with the lights on than it is outside and it’s morning
 

Means I’ve become a beam of the floor now and the bed you hear shifting’s just the

occasional sigh or a whisper, flames
 
 
 
 


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Monday - Stick tongue out and collect (4) drops of (temperate) city rain
 

Tuesday - Open window because heater’s broken & won’t turn off / need to find

another date to the Full Frontal taping next week because missing and/or dead

sister got a job yay for her  / Also I think I have a problem / Is now a good time to

address it? / No
 

Wednesday - Office day!

 
Thursday - CREATIVE DAY!!

 
Friday - Stick tongue out and collect piss (from 4 story walk-up), beer, spit, a/c

water

 
Saturday - etc / BODY

 
Sunday - etc / XOXO
 
 
 
 


 
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A statement that changes the course of history

 
A windowfront in an immigrant enclave that was smashed with knockoff vases

 
A woman who has hitchhiked blind now for twenty-two years continuously and is

counting

 
A woman who owns nothing to her name except revenge

 
A woman who now rises based solely on where it hurt most

 
An orgasm so loud that, they say, the whole neighborhood could hear and heard

 
A statement that changes twelve people’s lives forever, and as a result the nesting

spot of a species of bird becomes more exposed to their natural predator than any

other marked magnetic reversal

 
I know what you can do to me
 

I know what those things can do to a person
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Isn’t that… special


Valerie Hsiung is the author of three full-length poetry collections, most recently e f g (Action Books, 2016). Her latest work can be found in Cloud Rodeo, Cosmonauts Avenue, The Fanzine, Flapperhouse, Foundry Journal, Pinwheel, Prelude, Tammy, and Yes Poetry. She has performed at Casa Libre en la Solana, Common Area Maintenance, Leon Gallery, Milk Run, Poetic Research Bureau, Rhizome, and Treefort Music Festival. Born in Ohio, Hsiung studied literature and translation at Brown University, and is currently based out of New York, where she works as a modern-day matchmaker. She serves as an editor for Poor Claudia. Find her online at flowersintheirmouths.com 
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