Cento of Top Chef and The Blue Flower
I think about cutting my heart.
My approach is
very quiet. There will be perhaps 18,000 mornings.
It is not an infinite number.
I wish there were a little more salt.
The doctors did discourage
the sea air. But I am not sure
what they say these days. And the autumn
is always a dangerous time for young people.
I’ve never worked with heart
before. For what we waste,
we’re held accountable.
Aran Donovan’s writing has appeared in linebreak, Barrow Street, and Best New Poets 2013. She lives in New Orleans.