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325 pages, Hardcover
First published October 8, 2019
WILDLIFE
Home was never a safe place,
as my sister, Carol, tells it.
Forget the Wild West
of inner-city streets,
bullets buzzing by
on the occasional Friday night,
propelled by a deadly combo
of alcohol and apathy.
I'm talking about inside,
any day of the week.
Sis paints the picture:
I'd be tucked into
a dresser drawer,
higher off the floor
than my crib, supposedly
out of reach of the rats
that roamed the rooms
after dark.
I can't quite remember
the hardness of the dresser drawer,
only the softness of my blanket.
I don't recall coming
nose-to-nose with any rat,
but there were mornings
I did see
an empty plastic bag
on the kitchen table
where a loaf of bread
used to be,
and the trail of breadcrumbs
across the linoleum,
a broken line
of evidence.
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OCTOBER SURPRISE
Birthday celebrations
in foster care
are rare.
Who bothers about
the day you were born?
But when I turned seven,
Mrs. B baked
a chocolate cake
with buttercream icing.
I don't recall
anyone baking me
a birthday cake before.
Maybe that's why
I baptized my first slice
with tears.