Operation Poetry!

I’m not the first person to blog about the Guerilla Poetics Project, and I doubt I’ll be the last. I found their website recently while surfing the net, and my first thought was, “Where have I been?” Ah, I’m always late for everything. But just in case there’s one person out there who hasn’t heard, [...]

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Would You Like To Supersize Those Fries?

A ten cent raise & a fat boss man   staring at my boobs. I write poems so I won’t act out the day when   I finally give in to my desperation   tiptoe into the big office where he sits,   put my boobs in his face,   slide my pink fingernails around his red neck   [...]

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Will The Circle Be Unbroken?

Hold on, Nellie. Here we go. I’ve been delaying this topic, because once I get started, it’s hard for me to stop. Last week, a lady stopped by my workplace with some pamphlets about environmental issues. That’s cool. I was born a tree hugger and a mud lover. But when I started reading the part [...]

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Here’s To You, Queen Bee

I met a girl like Shaqueena when we were thirteen or fourteen-years-old. Unlike the other plus sized girls I knew, Shaqueena wasn’t embarrassed by her generous body. She wasn’t prom queen and didn’t want to be. She wasn’t abused or used. People thought she was a bully, but she was really no more aggressive than [...]

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Sweet Gator Lady

This poem now published in Shoots & Vines. . Aunt Aggie & The Alligators by Julie Buffaloe-Yoder . Agathea Longtrail McCumber (1919 – 2006) Aunt Aggie never had babies. She had alligators that floated under leaf wet logs. She had a mud brushed shack beside a slow moving river downwind of Ocketawna Swamp. She had [...]

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