Like You Said it Would<\/p>\n
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The kids at school claim fevers,
\nhand their laughs to spring, new
\nand generous, dropping its pollinated
\nwater all over me, sweating pink
\nsalt into my eyes. Go ahead,
\nspring, pee on my grass.<\/p>\n
Let boys come to school without deodorant.
\nLet boiler rooms cook painted windows
\ninto brick. Let me go to bed cozy and wake up freezing,
\nspring, do these things. Let men fill my boxes with mail.
\nLet them pineapple after me. Let them circle my building
\nin the evening humming throaty come out of your house
\ntonight, Karen songs. Let them offer beds of tulips, draw
\nclose with toothbrushes tapping at my fire escape.
\nLet each pull a hair from his head and hold it
\nbetween his fingers. Let us see which one
\nthe wind carries in.<\/p>\n
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Karen Finneyfrock<\/a> is a poet, novelist and teaching artist in Seattle, WA. Her second book of poems, Ceremony for the Choking Ghost,<\/em> <\/a>was released on Write Bloody press in 2010. Her young adult novel, The Sweet Revenge of Celia Door,<\/em> is due from Viking Children\u2019s Books, a division of Penguin Group USA in 2012. She is a former Writer-in-Residence at Richard Hugo House<\/a> in Seattle and teaches for Seattle Arts and Lectures\u2019 Writers-in-the-Schools program.<\/a> In 2010, Karen traveled to Nepal as a Cultural Envoy through the US Department of State to perform and teach poetry and in 2011, she did a reading tour in Germany sponsored by the US Embassy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Like You Said it Would The kids at school claim fevers, hand their laughs to spring, new and generous, dropping its pollinated water all over me, sweating pink salt into my eyes. Go ahead, spring, pee on my grass. … Continue reading