Sunday, April 15, 2007

Ode to an Irish Girl

Irish girl shows up.


This is lame euphemism.

Lazy too.

One that doesn’t reach halfway

on the road to describing

how she is knocked down

over and over (and, damn it, over again).


She rages

panics

plans

eats (too much)

smokes (too many)

panics more

calls (her sister or her girlfriend or me)

prays

doesn’t drink (anymore)

breathes


Each and every time,

she wipes off the gravel embedded

in her already scarred palms

from all of last year’s

last decade’s

last nearly-half century’s

shoves to the ground


which she continually transforms into moments of redemption.

(cc) Karen G. Johnston

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