1 poem
by JoAnna Novak
JoAnna Novak is the author of the novel I Must Have You and the book-length poem Noirmania. Her work has appeared in publications including The Paris Review, The New York Times, the Washington Post, Salon, Guernica, and BOMB. She is a co-founder of the literary journal and chapbook publisher, Tammy.
Drink
Body with dead heat, matted fur, abusive lair
Disarranged girlhood down the madder couch
When not far a glass drowns its pink-purple fanfare
Behind the screen an egg broke whitens the short road
You could carefree an aisle, you might call it an air
There were no blood-limits, just an origin in gauze
So run it, roll it, work it, raise it, boil off care
How much left of summer, when nothing ends in the end
Just a baby: so little to cry, so little to think
One never minds puking when the returns are so grand