It constantly feels like a test, like I'm being given something to see if I know how to use it. So far I guess I've done all right because the images and clues keep coming, but it's a constant concern that if I don't use the information properly I won't get any more. That's the one thing that honestly terrifies me. I'm on the right track. Much of the collection seems to be about surviving, or at least trying to, such as In the Movie Now, Fifteen She Learns and The Ambitions Are, etc., except for, of course, Victim . . .
Victim is extremely raw and visual.
Like all of your pieces it's the imagery that grabs the reader. I don't know how, but I did. A few days or weeks later, when I was working on another poem on the computer late at night, I heard a voice telling me something very clearly, so I typed it in and tried to get back to my work. She kept pulling at me and told me the story quite distinctly, as if I was taking dictation, and I had no idea how it was going to end. I left the piece half-finished and switched it off for the night.