Sal
he ordered me to do what
i would have done anyway
i knew it as did he but always
he had to order it
so that he could tell himself
he was with a woman who wanted him
that this breast was a woman’s
breast it was a slave’s
who did not give who was
taken he felt no pleasure
here no deep desire
though well there could have been
he had to order me and
i made it master and thing
it was my only power
and i used it
Credit
From At the Gate: Uncollected Poems, 1987–2010 by Lucille Clifton, edited by Kazim Ali. Used with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC on behalf of Boa Editions, Ltd.
Date Published
01/01/2026