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| Three Poems by Marilyn Monroe |  | |  | |
by Patricia Lockwood | |
1
The smart one says the eye
is not truly round. His are,
though, fat with looking.
2
When the hourglass
takes off its dress,
the sand loosens and spreads.
You cannot find a footing
in me. They always said
I was terrible in bed.
3
They taught my body
to squeeze grapes.
Warm wine pours out.
And once or twice,
a slick skin.
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