Mary Clark

Mary Clark is a writer from Tulsa, Oklahoma living in Los Angeles. I volunteer with the Prison Education Project, teaching creative writing. I am 26, identify as a woman and work as a nanny and bartender in L.A. I am excited to share these poems from what I hope will be my first collection of poetry.

Joker again

 

coat hangs on the back of his chair

he’s watching compilations

 

Nora is here

sifting through Cisneros

 

I have been thinking about joker all day

 

he rises in front of his coat

stumbling through Tupperware

 

everyone came here from somewhere

the movie just went like this:

 

what is loneliness?

is it my fault?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shorthand

 

looking at a bruised peach

as if I made it up

 

right now

I’d be jealous of me

 

shielding the sunset on

a gravel driveway

in OjaiĀ 

 

sitting here with the remains of my manicure

on another person’s table

 

sitting with her while she beads bracelets that say whore and slut

for her first day of high school

 

this (teen) dream is a centerfold

unraveling

 

or a rope unhooked

burning

through my hands