
POETRY
Indignities
Connie Woodring
You look like a monkey.
Skinny, flat-chested, Cro-Magnon features, and she turns me on.
You are either the healthiest person I’ve ever met or the sickest.
You are too human.
I will grant you your divorce.
I don’t regret anything I’ve done including spitting in your face
and threatening to kill you.