New Writing

Fred Moten

pam grier

caught up in between effort
and loss of touch in the fitting room
but just for a hot minute.

shoulder
be fading delicate and every clap
ends with a brush stroke, a turned
e, silhouette know she fine, file
called yes I can.

if you try you can see her
nose curve, shit like that,
slew foot. I got to have
them shoes. you used to call me bobby

you used to whisper day to day
fight but I hear her saying
angel eyes, come on hold
the swing and cut o this b, and
then went back to school.

Fred Moten read at SPT with Sarah Mangold on May 17, 2002.