Jurisdiction
over the
sun and
enough
Perrier to bathe in. A private
harbor in which white

polos perform an impassioned
exegesis of tennis. The
totalitarian urges of
Ebenezer Scrooge
recast as moveable

merchandise. Tenderness as
irreversible pity, a
shitty play on weakness. In-
herited financial
literacy disguised as higher
education. A revenge fantasy to mitigate
risk. Hope as rigor mortis.

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Bridget Lowe is the author of At the Autopsy of Vaslav Nijinsky (Carnegie Mellon University Press) and her poems have appeared in American Poetry Review, The New Yorker, The New Republic, Poetry, Best American Poetry, and elsewhere. She lives in Kansas City.