Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
They take out all the parts marked X. You watch this in a mirror above the operating table. You never knew you had so many parts marked X.
He's the camera, I'm the pose. In this photograph I am
happy.
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You see I have this broken nose I got
when el tico Lizano hit me with a brick
because I said it was obviously a foul
Once, along the empty streets of your voice,
I saw a ruby-throated hummer
Defy the air, and sunlight smoke with choice
Into my heart a sure desire enters
that the slanderer can't ever destroy, nor the fingernail
of the slanderer, so long as against his evil speech I arm
You talk about the Soo Locks
and how you love to watch the water
go up and down, and the boats,
“We have always been here,” you tell me.
There we were. I am in a cafe
in New York in early spring.
I have a trigger for you, a bus stop, a way out.
nothing sufficient has yet been said about stone
the revolution needs a bigger space
so that the same tragedy cannot repeat itself