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Poem #264

I decided to stand on the streets and
juggle with the knives stabbed in my
back hoping someone will throw me a
dime or stand there long enough to
hear how I’ve earned my scars and how
much blood I’ve lost pulling these blades out.

I made my stitches and they are rough
just like my tongue from all the curses
said at the wind because I wasn’t strong enough
to tell them to people’s faces.

And I wasn’t supposed to tell them.
I was supposed to take the knives they stabbed
in my back and throw them right back.

15 replies on “Poem #264”

There’s a classic film from 1977 called “Julia.” I would say it was the first feminist film from Hollywood. It’s about the 1930s friendship between the American writer, Lillian Hellman, and her friend Julia, who is a leader of the anti-Nazi Resistance. At one point in the film, Julia says to Lillian, “I like your anger.” I like your anger, as expressed in your poems. Keep writing!

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