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Hilary Sideris

Ammonia

I miss my still closed
gym, walking uphill

on the elliptical’s
steep slope, entitled to

an hour alone at work
day’s end without

you asking if I’ve seen
your phone or if I knew

the ancient Romans
cleaned with urine.


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

Hilary Sideris

Red River, April 2020

At JBS mothers
& daughters chop

shoulder to shoulder,
sweat, sneeze, scream

over machines in Ixilean,
Tagalog, Mai Mai about

Wuhan’s flattening curve,
New York’s sharp spike,

the budding trees like
lungs turned upside

down in a flat land
prone to flooding.


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

Hilary Sideris

East Ninth Street

There is no sadness
like a boarded-up
mint green frame
house, eyes, mouth
nailed shut, putting
its spin on Chris
and Anne, who lived
there seven years
before they split
and sold it at a loss.

 


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

Hilary Sideris

1609

It’s been so long
that when I text the link
to a Times piece about
Manhattan’s tulip trees
out of whose soft, straight
trunks the Lenape dug
their canoes, the trout
teeming in streams, the West
Side’s white sand beach,
so many flowers Dutch
sailors smelled them from
the sea, and say I thought
you would enjoy, my sister
answers, Who is this?

 


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.


 

Hilary Sideris

I Miss

the kind, stooped
beggar at Borough
Hall who sang Oh
please be careful
going up and down
the stairs and said
he loved my smile
whether I put
a dollar in his
White Castle
cup or not.


Many years ago, as a child with 20/20 vision in Indiana, Hilary Sideris shot her neighbor with a BB gun.