Luging with Sheila
Poems by Ralph James Savarese

Photograph by Shalee Wanders

Contents

Baker
Wand
Looking at Old Photographs
Oh, Jason
Hospitum
Advance Directive
Provenance
Crab Rangoon
Luging with Sheila
Final
Loaf
Volatile
Fractions
Scan
Phlebotomist
Incorrigible
Pinsetter
Jackhammer Sonata
Wave
Half-full
West 37^th Street
Balloon

Acknowledgments: Some of these poems first appeared in Hole in the Head Review and Red Wheelbarrow.

My mother loved children—she would have given 
            anything if I had been one.
                        — Groucho Marx

Luging and singing—neither can be forced.
                        — René Friedl

Author’s Note

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