prose poem about CLUE characters prose poem about every episode of TWIN PEAKS prose poem about why I can't finish my Wuthering Heights/ Bob Dylan project prose poem about L7 and Liz Phair, what happened to women rockers that weren't just s** symbols but still s**y, can we just teach boys not to rape and not girls how to avoid getting raped prose poem with no genitals in it b/c we all have some spectrum of genitalia & I'm sick of hearing poems about dicks & c*nts prose poem about how my marriage failed prose poem about how I'm ok with failure prose poem about how I worry a lot about ever having s** again but that's just so I don't have to worry about real things like f**ing up my kids or k**ing myself by accident prose poem about my madness but that's been done, so serial prose poem about Kristeva's existential reading of depression as a stop-sign gluttal pause in enumerating a sound across the horizon of your life prose poem about Foucault being wrong about everything, see madness, see above (been done) prose poem about daddy without any daddy in it but already done prose poem about “oh, I've heard of her” already done prose poem about the diagnosis, prose poem about the pathology, prose poem about the broken fracture—all other, all other prose poem of the psychology, the medicated, the dosage, her illness, anxious, anxious, hero: fated do you enjoy clothes shopping? do you enjoy the gaze of self? prose poem about how sometimes we are destroyed by love