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July Westhale

For Times They Think You Hang the Moon

 

Are the housewives not like tea cups?

Thin lips gilded gold, wide-berthed,

weary of half-mast men and broken

saucers. The marriage bed of pins

and needles adrift in feathers, decked in tulle,

pinned and silken. Take no pleasure

(nor afternoon delight, nor high tea),

or casual stain, however brave the lip.

 

Shameful, shameful, the rim of the cup,

a sweet, salacious thought, then wiped clean.

Who among us does not love the moon?

 

 

 

JULY WESTHALE is an essayist, translator, and the award-winning author of five collections of poetry, including Trailer Trash, Occasionally Accurate Science, The Cavalcade, Quantifiable Data, and Via Negativa. Her most recent work can be found in McSweeney’s, The National Poetry Review, Prairie Schooner, CALYX, Hayden’s Ferry Review, and The Huffington Post, among others. When she’s not teaching, she works as a co-founding editor of PULP Magazine. www.julywesthale.com

 

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