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Capibaribe River

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Look at this nostril. A noun is a scoundrel. Now I see.

Your candle wand measures 43.3 inches but chicken pox is both rustic and villainous.
Smart and bright, I feel like curving into the long tomorrow.

Sailing meadow is crossing opportunity.

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Capibaribe River

dixie cups
a condom
#2 pencils
a phone card floating
the new museums created a posh sensibility but with prostitutes

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Ellen Baxt’s work has appeared in XCP: Cross Cultural Poetics / Streetnotes, Oval Magazine, and Pen & Ink. She has five chapbooks: Since I Last Wrote (Sona Books) Tender Chemistry (Sona Books), The day is a ladle (Press Toe) Analfabeto / An Alphabet (Sona Books) and Enumeration of colonies is not EPA approved (Press Toe). A poet and dancer, she teaches English as a Second Language in Brooklyn, NY.