by Alison Landes Chen Liu hospital bed, never slept in artificial plant (life-like) dog crate, serious inquiries only. i see you selling your hamper for four dollars, your trash can. i want to tell you there are things that should stay dead, but i am slow dancing with this old floor lamp, dipping it low like baby to water. i want to know where is your dog, whether those plastic leaves haunt you like something that will not come alive. i want to know are you lonely for my thin