Poetry | August 05, 2019
Poetry: David Kirby
David Kirby
The Woman in the Wall
The housekeeper is about to disappear into the room next
to mine just as I say, Wait, tell me a housekeeping story.
She’s a college kid with a summer job who doesn’t care
that she’s probably breaking the housekeeper’s code
of ethics, so she says, Sure and tells me about the guy
who was doing drugs in 204 last year and got it
into his head that his girlfriend was inside the wall,
so he tore the wall out with his bare hands. Okay,
it was the drugs. But what else was he trying to say?
That the world doesn’t work. Sometimes your baby
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