THE SHAPE OF MY BODY

a child’s drawing of

a house

square and triangle

rectangle windows

crosses to differentiate

the panes

folded into a paper

plane thrown

sometimes gently

sometimes hard

all the time finding a

wall to break the nose

it changes when picked up

it changes when unfolded

i this body i this house

a creased gobbledygook of

color under the eyes

of a giggling God