← v20n2, Fall 2021
Poetry · Volume 20, Number 2

Sleeping Venus and Cupid Landscape with the Ashes of Phocion

Well, that Poussin isn’t supposed to be

one hundred percent Poussin because

Venus bends her leg so beautifully. It

is! Alejandro and I went

to Tula, to the spa with a temple and

a pool that reminded

me of the grass in another

Poussin. Phocion’s wife

picks up the ashes of her unjustly and

cruelly slain husband.

I love him under the water. My penis

doesn’t calm down even in the bus