we gather around the table
golden-brown bird
in the center
dead
legs in the air
like mine decades ago
spread in steel stirrups
asking the doctor for the pill
nineteen sixty-five
still illegal for singles
“you’ve got a hot-box” he laughs
glances up between my legs
we’re alone
no nurse to clutter up the room
shamed for nothing
too late for protection
I’m already
stuffed
is a playwright, director, and producer. Her plays have been read and produced throughout the U.S. and in Toronto, Canada as a part of the InspiraTO Festival. After recently relocating from Newburyport, Massachusetts to Tucson, Arizona, she began writing poetry. “Stuffed” is her first poem to be published.
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I’m thankful to Clare MacQueen for giving voice to new work.
I’m also deeply grateful for the wisdom and encouragement
of my poetry teacher, Dan Gilmore, and to my beloved husband,
Ron Pullins, for his continued love and support.
”
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| —Leslie Powell |
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