Poem-a-Day

Poem-a-day

Poem haunted by the sound of a long e

I’ve never been able to tell this story.
I was wooed by my favorite writer in 1990.
We met in the faculty lounge of her university in the city.
She offered me three free years of writing poetry.
She tried to charm me as I ate my meal silently.
I didn’t say my boyfriend had begun behaving violently.
I didn’t say I was carrying what might become a baby.
I didn’t want to be the kind of person who inspired pity.
I never thanked her for the opportunity.
It wouldn’t be the last time he hit me, although I left him eventually.
After the procedure, the report: female, no genetic abnormality.
For decades, I wouldn’t think about what might have been, if only.
The poems I might have written. And the girl. Her body.
An animal that’s trapped will do what’s necessary.

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Kerry Sherin Wright

Previous Poems

Title	Author	Date
I Don’t Know What Will Kill Us First: The Race War or What We’ve Done to the Earth	Fatimah Asghar	05/08/2019
Adjacent, Against, Upon	Rick Barot	05/07/2019
Phlebotomy, as Told by the Blood	torrin a. greathouse	05/06/2019
Prompts (for High School Teachers Who Write Poetry)	Dante Di Stefano	05/04/2019
Magpies Recognize Themselves in the Mirror	Kelli Russell Agodon	05/03/2019
Ultrasound	Kaveh Akbar	05/02/2019
A Skull	Dana Levin	05/01/2019
Miscegenation	Nick Laird	04/30/2019
in lieu of a poem, i’d like to say	Danez Smith	04/29/2019
An Adieu	Florence Earle Coates	04/28/2019

Title

Author

Date

I Don’t Know What Will Kill Us First: The Race War or What We’ve Done to the Earth

Fatimah Asghar

05/08/2019