Make me / a lily, paint my petals neon, toss them on the dance floor / one by one. Give me a frilly shirt, too-tight shoes, / glitter-brows and girls who call me Girl.
ROBERT LUNDAY used to live on a small horse-farm in central Texas, and will soon again live in a small horse-farm in central Japan. Until then, he is on the edge of Houston, locked down. He is the author of Mad Flights (Ashland Poetry Press, 2202) and Gnome (Black Sun Lit, 2017). He has just finished a hybrid memoir called Fayettenam: Meditations on Missingness.