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My favorite book by Saul. Brilliant.
n she asked that i remove my dreamsThe poem about rape and victim blaming was literally too much for me ("and if you rub your fingers / ever so softly / on her inner thigh / she'll stop you / having branded your fingertips / with the footprints of her brother / the disbelief of her mother / and her sister / who called her a slut for sleeping")... like honestly this made me soo uncomfortable, angry, ready to throw up and ready to throw punches. THIS IS WHAT POETRY NEEDS TO BE LIKE. Yes, it made me think about things I really don't wanna think about but damn it made me THINK.
before entering her home
one cannot enter a courtroom bearing arms
i had decided
to sharpen the egdes
of a certain childhood fantasy
and tuck it away in my sock
emotional lavishness
can deplete memory banks
although her parents saved and saved
she knew no baptism
which is no fault
unless you have
a Christian name
i do not trust her
my plan was to attack
in the 43 seconds
that it takes eyes
to adjust to moonlight
after lights out
no one told me
that dreams glow in the darkn