for E.M.

If you owned the world then of course you could sit there with your guy gaze determining that some girl was fat or a slob because a straight guy sees himself as the boss, and you know the procession of girls or opportunities or products are there for his delectation. He doesn't have to see himself. I mean the guy's probably fucking old as well, and he wouldn't have any truck with an aging woman either, never mind a fat one. So on top of it all you have that to look forward to, too.
Eileen Myles, letter to Jennifer Firestone (How2 Vol. 3, Issue 1, Summer 2007)

O
Eileen Myles
I love
you.
I think
your
insides
are made
of glass -
test tubes
curled
up neatly
in
your
belly.