4 December 2009 | Vol. 9, No. 4

The Farm-Labor Camp Is Just Down the Road

Not coop so much as aviary. The way

everyone thinks

the youngest two are twins

despite their differences.

This memory of a blue dress

the tall man called a cool drink of water.

A carpet burning

the skin right off my back. What I needed

to say versus what I was able

—the way you can't see

an image in sunlight

unless it's matte.

Could you drink pee if there were nothing

else? The oldest constructs

a world to inhabit if he had to.

He has to. Immaculate as snow

a season away. I wasn't honest,

so it haunts me.

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For further reading:

See the complete list of work by Katrina Roberts at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 9, No. 4, where "The Farm-Labor Camp Is Just Down the Road" ran on December 4, 2009. List other work with these same labels: poetry.

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