Poetry: T.A. Noonan
Principia // Love Song for Faye Valentine
She is Reagan, Jillian,
Cream Dream—the starlet
has changed her name again.
Freckles silhouetted
against the same American
bodysuits & foolish heels.
Her breasts are perfect
models of Newton’s
universal gravitation
that the vulgar conceive. Over
a hundred pornos in her alias,
& we are to admit no more
causes of natural things.
Or she is a bebop cowgirl
with animated banana hotpants,
Glock 30, cigar-chomp smile.
She is Roma, liar, Malay queen,
Martian hustler. Who knows.
She can be anything, yet
we must consider her under
no other notions but from the relation
… to perceptible objects. Under
that surname, a first love
song from the doctors who stirred
her, Beauty-like, from wet
afterbirth. Under her titles,
both true and sufficient to explain
their appearances. Under my
own lens, palming hearts
as I film. The other girls
have no hope. She’s
the only one that’s real.
T.A. Noonan is the author of several books and chapbooks, most recently The Midway Iterations (Hyacinth Girl Press). Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Whiskey Island, LIT, Reunion: The Dallas Review, Ninth Letter, Phoebe, and Open Letters Monthly, among others. A weightlifter, artist, and priestess, she lives in Florida and serves as an Associate Editor of Sundress Publications, the Development Director of the Sundress Academy for the Arts, and the Founding Editor of Flaming Giblet Press.
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