She flashed me the ugly hard, I did not know her
sonnet no. xlviii, 2
This crown of sonnets
In May I wrote a strange sonnet, which took as its catalyst an interaction between a white man and a Filipina-American responding to the Baybayin script tattooed on the white man’s arm. This poem began a crown sequence: in May and June I worked through the first eight of those sonnets, and published five for this series.
I worked a …