I Can Worship You -- The Love of Bodies -- All the Toys -- Poem for Aneta Chapman on Her 33rd Birthday -- The Same as Gold -- My Friend Calls -- Coming Back from Seeing Your People -- Someone I Barely Know -- Despite the Hunger -- My African -- How Different You Are -- New House Moves -- Trapdoors to the Cellar Spring-Grass Green -- Whiter Than Bone -- Even When I Walked Away -- Red Petals Sticking Out -- Inside My Rooms -- Refrigerator Poems -- Just at Dusk -- The Moment I Saw Her -- A Native Person Looks up from the Plate -- The Anonymous Caller -- I Was So Puzzled by the Attacks -- At First, It Is True, I Thought There Were Only Peaches & Wild Grapes -- May 23, 1999 -- Reverend E. in Her Red Dress -- All the People Who Work for Me & My Dog Too -- The Snail Is My Power Animal -- In Everything I Do -- The Writer's Life -- Grace -- Loss of Vitality -- Until I Was Nearly Fifty -- Thanks for the Garlic -- The New Man -- What Will Save Us -- My Friend Arrived -- Dead Men Love War -- Thousands of Feet Below You -- Living off of Isolated Women -- They Made Love -- To Be a Woman -- Thanksgiving -- The Last Time I Left Our House -- I Loved You So Much -- Winning -- Falling Bodies -- Why the War You Have in Mind (Yours and Mine) Is Obsolete -- Projection -- When You Look -- The Tree -- The Climate of the Southern Hemisphere -- Where Is That Nail File? Where Are My Glasses? Have You Seen My Car Keys? -- My Ancestors' Earnings -- My Friend Yeshi -- Ancestors to Alice -- One of the Traps -- Not Children -- You Can Talk -- Goddess -- Why War Is Never a Good Idea -- The Award -- Though We May Feel Alone -- When We Let Spirit Lead Us -- Dream -- We Are All So Busy -- The Backyard, Careyes -- Practice -- Dreaming the New World in Careyes -- Patriot -- Because Light Is Attracted to Dark -- When Fidel Comes to Visit Me -- No Better Life -- Someone Should Have Taught You This -- Dream of Frida Kahlo -- My Mother Was So Wonderful -- Aging -- Some Things to Enjoy About Aging -- Lying Quietly -- Wrinkles -- Life Is Never Over -- If They Come to Shoot You -- You Too Can Look, Smell, Dress, Act This Way -- The Breath of the Feminine -- Bring Me the Heart of Maria Sabina.