Denise Duhamel Red Poems

  • 1.
    At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice,
    or a fleck of her mother's red nail polish that had flaked off
    when she'd patted her daughter to sleep the night before.
    But as she scrubbed, Snow felt a bump, something festering
    ...
  • 2.
    is what we called her. The story was
    that her father had thrown Drano at her
    which was probably true, given the way she slouched
    through fifth grade, afraid of the world, recess
    ...
  • 3.
    The perfect voter has a smile but no eyes,
    maybe not even a nose or hair on his or her toes,
    maybe not even a single sperm cell, ovum, little paramecium.
    Politics is a slug copulating in a Poughkeepsie garden.
    ...
  • 4.
    The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead
    if the lips were gone. The year has been cut in half
    with dull scissors, the solstice still looking for its square
    on the calendar. Perhaps the scissors were really
    ...
Total 4 Red Poems by Denise Duhamel

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