(The Bedroom: thread count)

the unfolding
legs shuffle,
tightness / tucked /
             tightly sucked
/in/so/that/ toes
             woe &

all she can think of
is the door

wings x’s four
             I have
a dragonfly
inside my heart,
             multiplied in kisses
gilded to
                        stacked in brittle
              mouths and girdles –
                        a gait that lingers

on the inside of my teeth

Dana DeFranco is an educator and poet who lives and works in the San Francisco Bay Area. Her poetry explores connectedness and positionality, rethinking the ways in which social constructs negotiate place and space. Dana is currently working on her MFA at Mills College in Oakland, CA.