19 & bleeding in New Orleans
By shannon peil
the men all screamed
‘show me yr tits!’
& the women laughed
they yelled down at me
from the patios
‘show me yr dick!’
& i was fuzzy
dazed
& agreeable
i dropped my pants
to the knee
presented myself
smiling wide as they hooted
threw beads down
then yelled
‘look out!’
&
watched the cop
throw me face down
grinning into the concrete
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