Jenny Boully's The Body was published in 2002 by Slope Editions.  It is currently being translated for publication in Iran.  Her chapbook "of the mismatched teacups, of the single-serving spoon" is forthcoming in April from the Coconut Chapbook Series.  She has a new manuscript, The Book of Beginnings & Endings & Other Such Things, and is putting finishing touches on a memoir.  She has just completed coursework in the Ph.D. program in English at the Graduate Center of the City University of New York.  Born in Thailand and reared in Texas, she 
has studied at Hollins Univeristy and the University of Notre Dame.
 

Last night, the sky looked make-believe and the buildings looked real; I knew then that I would have to try to leave here, that somehow, I too, if I am not careful, will fall into the trap of little faith and become not sky, but something manufactured, something steel and glass and man-made. I will tell you how it is to have a touch that gives life: it only happens when you believe in it. And so, I plead daily for something to transplant itself here into my mundane life, something like but not like flowers that somehow are shipped and survive in urbanity. And the old love who is clinking his glass against mine who somehow has, of all places, been transported here to this and does not know how his being here makes none of the scenery real, makes it all seem as if it was erected and haphazardly glued together overnight. And the waitress who kept asking me for my order and my apologizing that I had yet to look at the menu and her coming back again and again and finally telling me, This is your last chance, and my inability even then to make a decision, to want anything badly enough.

 Poem © Jenny Boully 2005-2006

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