From “Solitude Must Share My Solitude” by Pia Aliperti
A fixed fire
a quiet, collected aspect.
Now for the hitch in the storm.
Fix your hair
bathe your face,
white-walled life.
I would then be your mistress.
Pia Aliperti holds an MFA from The New School. Her poems and reviews have appeared recently in Rattle, The Best American Poetry blog, H_NGM_N, and Publishers Weekly.