Jessica
I am participating in the August Poetry Postcard Challenge this month. Each day, I send a new postcard with a poem on the back to a recipient on the group list. We began on July 27, but I am posting these a few days late, so that my pen pal can see them first. Enjoy!
Men in My Neighborhood
drive crotch rockets and burn
through stop signs. They carry
half-empty fifths of Jim Beam
and a bottle of PBR, on the way
to a friend’s house. They play
rock-paper-scissors to see
who has to be the designated
driver tonight. The men
in my neighborhood, they know
not to follow too close – half
a block’s distance, especially after
dark. They wear skinny jeans
and carry old-school typewriters.
They work downtown and walk
the whole way there. The men
in my neighborhood fight
with their women in the parking lot
behind the liquor store. And they also
buy stargazer lilies at the grocery store
and carry those purple throated
ladies all the way home.
Sent July 27, 2010
