and this little headband in my hair:
toting these for my lil' monster-students:
and with copies of this poem to share with them:
First Poem for You**
Kim Addonizio
I like to touch your tattoos in complete
darkness, where I can't see them. I'm sure of
where they are, know by heart the neat
lines of lightning pulsing just above
your nipple, can find, as if by instinct, the blue
swirls of water on your shoulder where a serpent
twists, facing a dragon. When I pull you
to me, taking you until we're spent
and quiet on the sheets, I love to kiss
the pictures in your skin. They'll last until
you're seared to ashes; whatever persists
or turns to pain between us, they will still
be there. Such permanence is terrifying.
So I touch them in the dark; but touch them, trying.
***
Seriously: what's not to love about Valentine's Day? However, my Valentine's Day promises to be quite untraditional, as instead of savoring a romantic dinner tonight, I will be teaching love poems at San Quentin State Prison. What a hilarious place to spend the day of love! It will certainly remind me that there are far worse positions to be in than dateless. ;)
What are y'all up to today??
*Let it be known that I will not be wearing said Miu Miu slingbacks to the prison tonight.
**Did you notice it's a perfect Shakespearean sonnet?
**Did you notice it's a perfect Shakespearean sonnet?