“Fat girl, terrestrial, my summer, my night, How is it I find you in difference, see you there In a moving contour, a change not quite completed? You are familiar yet an aberration.” EarthMovingNightGirlDifferencesSummerFamiliarFatsAberrationFat Girl Book:The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play Source: The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play