Back of the Box

There are four Amys. Or is it 5. 6? There are many Amys. An Army of Amys. What is the collective noun for a group of Amys?
One asked, though she spells it Aimee, "What thoughts are pulling you in?" I thought, Aimee, well, Amys. "What medicines will they provide?"...

Ditching work, in a way, but not really. High on coffee, already, but another full cup here. Later I'll walk Wendell until he wants to sit in the shady parts. Until he falls asleep on the bed with his head hanging off the side.
For my latest chapbook I want to write a collection of poems that go deeper than they have before. I want poems that eat my shadows. I want poems that retrieve my projections....

FACTS
1. Say Yes t' Fiesta: When your Jalisco-born coworker invites you to his nephew's 21st birthday, you say yes. No, dices 'si.' You get over the fact you're the only white guy there, the only one who doesn't speak the prevailing language, the only one...

When that thing you weren't sure was gonna go, goes, and then you weren't sure it was going to be any good, and people like it.
Now to get the rest of my life together: dishes. laundry. sweeping the floor. sleep. etc.
I realized the other day that I'm caught between wanting to be Somebody and not wanting the attention. The attention and the responsibility. I was at a gathering of Poets Laureate, a title I wanted so I could say to people, "hey! I'm the poet laureate...