night long I watch the traffic lights change,
listen for the coming of ice.
police come and pet my hair.
comes with watery shadows on the white walls
with orange juice
taped into a diary
pale moments of tenderness with the cat.
still every week I dream I lose my teeth
at a pay phone
still there are those long dead weeds
sit in my wheelchair
with the speech of steel.
Su Zi is a poet/writer and artist/printmaker and edits, designs and constructs the eco-feminist poetry chapbook series Red Mare.