The Poems That Sold

Her poems are about the ways rebellion is sold to us

but become ways to sell rebellion to us.

Her poems are about the ways the exotic is sold to us

but become ways to sell the exotic to us.

Her poems are about the way motherhood is sold to us

but become ways to sell motherhood to us.

Her poems are about the ways girlhood is used to sell things to us

but become ways to sell girlhood to us.

Her poems are about the ways sex is used to sell things to us

but become ways to sell sex to us.

My poem is about the ways women’s poems are used to sell things to us,

but it did not sell

though like the other poems, it could become

a pale blue feather,

a used tampon,

multi-coloured braces,

too long a wait at the tea urn,

a pink footed goose,

instructions for how to make a copper bracelet,

a failed rocket launch in a school yard,

a walk under a moon phase someone couldn’t name,

sleep grit in a right eye,

an ashamed wave when they’d already left once,

sweat on the waistband of new gym pants,

the comparison of an eyelash to a dragonfly’s leg,

an upturned glance at an oddly shaped streetlight,

too many Cheerios,

a boat bobbing on a lake which had only had that name

for a hundred years.

 

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