And They March
people are hurting.
they are lured or hurled from
their blond carpeted living
rooms into dark cellars
made to eat
cold slop
from a wet bucket
with their dirty hands,
and our govt’s solution
is to take back half of that cold
slop to use as compost in their
fourth houses’
second gardens.
America Is Not a Usland
it is an i land
full of candy grabs
but when i land
on both our legs
firm it is a table
of contents under
periodic pressure, points deferred,
it is Halloween and it is 10 degrees
outside our tent the most up-standing
fir needles stand guard each of the
10,000 doors of precipitation
made by our
1 breath.
Refugee
i want to construct shelters
line them in silk and damusk
toss pillows at anyone who
has ever thrown been thrown
so that id feel qualified
to lay down my barn raised
breast ages later and rest
with you
wonder ours and awe
gratitude all ours but not
until ive kissed filth from
the feet of every other
refugee.
Bree is a poet and songwriter, and visual artist who left a sexless marriage and ended up living in a former brothel in Pleasureville, KY. Native to Cleveland she founded Green Panda Press, a publisher of poets and artists of the underground since 2001. She lives in a little house on a farm that has a mile-long driveway. Hear her whole album for free (there’s an option to buy) at
