Havre

Mixed-blood’s
dark recitatives
carve

out

arterial walls

       I refuse to be removed

Once
sounded out
at sundown
words
will fly

away from you

a tongue is
like a ghost

       I refuse to be removed

There

where
someone else’s
daughter stands

cradling the credo
beneath her

swollen
breast

       I refuse to be removed

O echo
chamber
of the trailer park

O
dovetailed
semantic miracle

       I think I get your meaning now

So sweet

are we

to know
earth’s calloused
verses

and when
we sing
a sound’s
borne out

it tears our
sour grapes
clean-
off

barbwire stems

 

 

 

 

Camille Carter is an American poet, educator, and scholar. Her poetry has appeared in Five Points, New American Writing, Poetry Magazine, Gulf Coast, and other esteemed journals. She lives and teaches in New York, where she is currently pursuing a PhD in Comparative Literature.

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