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I need sunshine, she said. I mean a lot
of sunshine, she said. Sunshine where it’s
really not supposed to be, she said. The
governor-elect nodded. To yawn and wince
simultaneously. To sort of toss one’s head
as one might toss a cape. To be guided by
bumper stickers: JUST SAY NO TO VESTIGIAL
ORGANS. I DO NOT HAVE HAIRY PALMS.
I AM FOR FLOWERS THAT STRANGLE.
I WILL NEVER WAKE FROM DREAMS.