aayoung
so he took her like an animal
but my father’s ghost wept
so she went to the men
like a good American
good people don’t want to believe
in visionaries good or bad
especially when you have red clay mud
starved stabbed scabbed over and over
on your grandmother’s dress from being raped just like her
from ft. Sumter to Wounded Knee
he’d never seen that color red come out of a living fertility statue
my veil is torn
the dog is dead
the natives have resumed their drumbeat
the true measure
of a civilized society
are the rumors
told by its ghosts
it would be all too easy
to allow life
to become a collection of
electric bills and birthday candles
trips to the market
couch bound tuesday nights
not enough for me
i desire adventurous books
sunrises over roman holidays
redemptive music
heroines doe eyed welling
on silvery screens
most importantly
an imperfect lover
whom i love
perfectly
how fitting
the etymology of the word
rations
the 18th century French
derived from the Latin
ratio
as there has never been enough
of you
or France
to go around
Perhaps…
it is a failing
of my English
blood,
but some men
have an enticing way
of looking
like a war
worth losing.
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