Julia Cohen

Tiny in the Corner with a Fix
New Poems From the USA


Eva, this is a beauty piece of machinery.
Now we can fix your hips together.

I have very little in a corner.
Clothes rip when they touch me.

In proportions I am perfectly paired,
but I stand as a very tiny man inside

your typewriter. Inside your typewriter
is metallic and lettered. A beauty piece

of machinery is your kind. You deserve
tidbits to unwrap and find. We can fix

your hips with the corner of your mouth,
revealing alphabet and fingerprints.