Grew up on the Jersey Shore in the 1970s. Always making margaritas in the kitchen, always laughing and doing their hair up pretty, sharing lipstick and shoes and new juice diets; always splitting the bills to the last penny, stealing each other’s clothes, loving one another then turning and complaining as soon as they walked out the door. Each one with her doe eyes, each one younger than the last, each older the next year, one year further from their girlhoods of swimming at Sandy Hook, doing jackknives off the diving board after school, all of them being loved by one boy and then another, all driving further from the local fair, further from Atlantic City. They used to smoke in their cars, rolling the windows down and letting their red nails hang out, little stop lights: Stop now, before the green comes to cover your long brown bodies.
Copyright © 2010 by Meghan O'Rourke. Used by permission of the author.
Born in New York in 1976, Meghan O'Rourke's first book of poetry, Halflife, was a finalist for Britain's Forward First Book Prize
Date Published: 2010-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/my-aunts-0