2 March 2004 | Vol. 4, No. 1
The Killing of Frank O'Hara
after the painting by Alfred Leslie
In other countries, he's a martyr
drawn heavy over the shoulders of sobbing women
on a long silver plate. The rebel forces
fire a twenty-one line salute
from the black barrel of a typewriter,
snapping keys like vertebra.
In a nearby alley, one man touches
another man's cheek with fingerbacks.
They kiss. It's like one tongue.