ROSE FREE LUXURY

1. THE BEACH HOUSE CALLED LA LEE

A great braid of arms before the greatest breakfast

Listening on a summer night to hear what quaaludes felt like

A romantic shell

Fiberglass pillars similar to Stonehenge

Swimming pool come to me

I’m proud of myself for making this banana bread

I haven’t yet seen glass as a child, unlike everything else

Instead you are very old and without discipline like a crustacean

Having your cards read like

A little star before me

A pink ass in the sun

A paradise of embarrassment

2. THE BEACH HOUSE CALLED PLENTY

Rose so loud it must be famous

Rose so you it must be me

Rose free luxury

Home shopper have

Shrimp in sunglasses

A hearty snap of the baseball bat

In my little diamond heaven

On the first nice day a neighbor wears a shirt that says

Bucketbob Hooperpants

Everyone just wants to connect

And you’re blowing your nose into your hand

At a time like this

3. THE BEACH HOUSE CALLED BEACH MUSIC

Like fate and materials are

Blessings and I mean business

Mountain Dew is a beautiful name for a drink

When I worked at Souvenir City

I stole a magnet that said

Ask me how I’ve suffered?

It’s all there in the question mark

One sliver of window granted the beach

I looked over and you were drawing

A beautiful photorealistic lamb

Anna Rahkonen is a writer from Alabama. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Angel Food, Antiphony, Blush, Tyger Quarterly, and elsewhere. She lives in New York City.