Step 1: Cut as many large sections as you can from my six nursing school uniforms, blue-and-white seersucker dresses with white cotton aprons buttoned to the waistband.
Each poem shows the reader a bright flash of an extinguished life through the journey of forty-three poems, each honoring a María murdered between now and 1993.
When I read Norman Mailer talk about / “the swoops, spooks, starts, the masks / and snarls, the calm lucid abilities of sin” / I feel the erotics of correctness.