the bullet is his whole life.
his mother named him & the bullet
was on its way. in another life
the bullet was a girl & his skin
was a boy with a sad laugh.
they say he asked for it—
must I define they? they are not
monsters, or hooded or
|2005||Yellow Beak||Stephen Dobyns|
|2013||Year of the Tiger||Miguel Murphy|
|2011||Year of the Amateur||Cathy Park Hong|
|2015||Yar’s Revenge||Noah Eli Gordon|
|2010||Xicano||J. Michael Martinez|
|1889||Wynken, Blynken, and Nod||Eugene Field|
|1555||Written With a Diamond on Her Window at Woodstock|
|1785||Written on the Banks of the Arun||Charlotte Smith|