Dear Tracy, I Will Send My Team of Superheroes
CNN says Turks have seized the country’s
largest newspaper & Syrian troops have conquered
the neighborhoods of Aleppo. In a suburb
of Nashville today, my cousin decides
between spending her tax return on a thigh
tattoo or a spa day. My neighbors squabble about vinyl
siding. I clip coupons for pot pies, detergent
& frozen pizza. Two days since a 15-year-old
tramped into a cafeteria in Benton — 50 miles
down the road — & sprayed
bullets into 14 classmates. Like a deadly
Black Mamba I want to attack this brutality — bite, bite,
bite it in rapid succession until I transform into
a 500-year-typhoon with three superpowers. Wham. The Big One,
9.6 on the Richter. Bang. Pow. Kaboom. We make
the change & I call in my crew. I have one power,
Batman says. I never give up. On Facebook my friend
Tracy posts: I’m not OK. Can anyone help? A white
supremacist has shot her first her cousin Vicki
dead in a grocery store parking lot. What can
I give her? My anger as fiery & robust as a rocket
booster? My will to act? Tracy, my team is here & we’re
on our way to Louisville. Wolverine bellows,
If you cage the beast, the beast
will get angry. Catwoman purrs,
Before I put on this mask,
I was afraid of everything.
Wonder Woman spits,
How dare you?
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There are so many poems and poets on lexpomo it’s hard to read everyone. I’m glad I found yours. Your poems have a down-to-earth voice that argues with the world even though it knows the world is going to win.
We never needed superheroes more than now. Lots of good lines in this one.
I like the way the clipped rhythm intensifies the emotion.