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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Sandra L. Faulkner is Professor of Communication and Director of Women’s, Gender, and Sexuality Studies at BGSU. Her poetry has appeared in Literary Mama, Ithaca Lit, Gulf Stream, damselfly and elsewhere. She authored three chapbooks, Hello Kitty Goes to College (dancing girl press), Knit Four, Make One (Kattywompus), and Postkarten aus Deutschland (Liminalities), and a memoir in poetry, Knit Four, Frog One (Sense, 2014). She researches, teaches, and writes about relationships in NW Ohio where she lives with her partner, their warrior girl, and two rescue mutts.
Also by Sandra L. Faulkner:
Postkarten aus Deutschland
Poets Resist
Edited by Jemshed Khan
May 31, 2019
Edited by Jemshed Khan
May 31, 2019
Trigger Warning*
“If there were an armed guard inside the temple, they would have been able to stop them,” the President suggested. “Maybe there would have been nobody killed except for him, frankly.”
— After the Tree of Life Synagogue Massacre, Pittsburgh, October 27, 2018
Sisters, lock your truck
and the hunting weapon of feminist rage,
find the bullets in the kitchen drawer:
A fear of guns is symbolic of what?
I do not own any guns own (m)any guns
not even a gun
being stolen right in your driveway:
If Abortion stops a beating fetus
what does a gun stop?
The moment my brother loaded an air-gun with rock salt,
not bothering to refer to me by name,
and shot my bare summer:
When did this begin?
My entitled student once called me commie snowflake feminazi
and then vulnerable, repeated, shot gun.
Treat them with much respect:
Did this begin?
Their dead names morphed into prayers
and purses with gun holders,
glove boxes with thoughts:
Why can’t you see me?
A loaded gun in your driveway
bullets in the kitchen drawer.
You see me?
I dream of AK57s in a line around the bathroom stall
in my daughter’s school, bodies tossed over playground fences —
evidence based on a shot through your stall door:
If someone shoots, will there be Science class?
I remember this on a loop for years:
Repeated shot gun
being stolen right in your driveway.
What if I buy a lifetime membership in the NRA?
We love our guns. Your guns.
This shoots on a loop for years.
*Explicit Feminist Content
Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
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All contents © the author.
