This poem is taken from PN Review 201, Volume 38 Number 1, September - October 2011.

Four Poems

David Romanda
Jia Zhen's Laughter

Jia Zhen's laughter from a stranger's
mouth. The white jade skin,
the skin I remember. A stranger in fragrant mist
calls herself Jia Zhen.


Condoms

Score me three
rubbers
& in half a minute
I'll blow
& tie & twist you
a whitish runty Pomeranian


Jackal Sleeping

After I pulled out
the Nubian princess (nude
& syrupy & needy)
I filled-full the jackal's stomach
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