Poems from New York #8

finding grapefruit gems in the bowels of my hard drive… 

One morning in Maine

I discovered that grapefruit

Can be eaten

With brown sugar

 

This was in the same

town in Maine

where I discovered that grown men

whistle at 12 year old girls

 

Yesterday I told myself

to claim the fact

that feminism is a key research concern

in my work.

 

No more hiding

from what I have known

there comes a time

when we are done.

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