Narcissa

                                       maiden
               in the dusk

                         Narcissa

with hungry eyes




                        Narcissa
                                of free habit and

                                           beautiful
                                               blending    colors




without   rival.

                             "Ain't that elegant?"





                            I guess.



Narcissa

                                sleeps






Note: this piece is a result of an erasure workshop I attended that was led by poet Mary Ruefle on Saturday, February 23rd at the Clark Memorial Library of UCLA.