October/November 2004
She
takes textbook Hitler like communion,
the cafeteria's bullies like Momma's
cigarette butts on the insides of her wrists.
Her arms are dotted with red circles
like suns begun to rise.
the cafeteria's bullies like Momma's
cigarette butts on the insides of her wrists.
Her arms are dotted with red circles
like suns begun to rise.
She tells her teacher she's a rising star.
Then she stands close enough
to burn her to the core.
She glows as bright as her smile
as she spontaneously combusts.
