Through short, confident bursts that act like graffiti on an alley wall, award-winning author Emily Pohl-Weary’s poems reveal hidden layers of emotion and political motivation.
She sifts through the surface dirt, grime and debris of the city to reveal the isolation, illness, love and sexuality lurking beneath.
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DOCTOR OF MINE
Come speak to me professionally.
I know it’s your job.
Your smile is charming,
it keeps me distracted.
After you leave, I scream, “Take me.”
Take my blood.
It’s not person.
I fall in love with movie stars.
Everyone loves a hero for a week.
Years later, I’ll laugh at the curve of an eyebrow,
the way you did that exam in semi-darkness.
Today, I soften reality.
Sure you can feel my abdomen,
I stay sane this way.
Tomorrow, you will become
a blond memory o hospital.
Confusion, and pain.
Rambling from a heart
that somehow, amazingly,
pumps me through today.