eris & eros
Poems: Red Light; Lessons on Womanhood; We Play Detective, Not Doctor
Today we find it:
a pair of little girl’s
panties — hanging
on a branch in the woods.Excerpt from “We Play Detective, Not Doctor”
These pieces are part of a collection I’m writing called Trailer Trash. They’re about growing up in extreme poverty with a single mom with mental illness. When I write about my past, it’s important for me to go back there and write from that place instead of from this present, all-knowing-narrator voice. That’s why all three poems are written from the perspective of a child — I was a child when these things happened to me.
They took you away this morning, meine liebe, my love. They said you were too sick to work, unfit, unessential. And I didn’t know at the time. I didn’t know where they would take you or what they would do to you, but I knew you would not come back.
- “Red” in Door Is A Jar, Spring 2021
- “Blind Light” in Cathexis Northwest Press, Spring 2021
- “Rewind” in Button Eye Press, Spring or Summer 2021