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Today's poem or short story prompt is "dope".
Here's the dope--- nope,
ReplyDeletethere's no new dope beyond "dope"
so hope a trope plops, Pop, drops
or hops up, pup, for daily waily
prompt, if not prompt.
and hip hops. nice.
DeleteNUMB
ReplyDeleteSelf-medicating.
Why?
and who?
Is that a confession or an accusation?
and what is she/he using?
high-grade prescription drugs? beer?
amphetamines purchased from the kid
on the corner of South U and Seventh
who I only heard about,
I swear I've never met him
and handed him back his copy
of Stranger in a Strange Land
last Tuesday
or cheap, band-aid sex?
or television? sports?
chasing her favorite band
from city to city
or his favorite team
from arena to arena?
No wait!
"dope" only means something THEY do...
Mike Fedel
July, 2013
Where We Ended Up
ReplyDeleteDon't be a stupe
My mother used this word
Like a baseball announcer would
When the batter had struck out for the third time
When we moved from Boston
To the midwest
Actually Dearborn Heights
The sad slow brother of Dearborn
(Where a big glass building that proclaimed "Ford" in cursive
Could be seen from rooftops
And above-ground swimming pools)
We moved to this out-province where the Irish
Our people
With our language
Its hurts and curses and failings
Its generation to generation themes
Of denial and blame and justification
Had scattered years before
In a diaspora where the moneyed moved north
The less so moved to the city
That waited to burn itself down
No one warned her
My mother
So she would repeat herself
Get louder
Trying to make herself understood
Using words that had no meaning in our new home
Catherine Powers
July 28, 2013
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