Poet Laundry: To Thine Own Self Be True

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Monday, June 16, 2025

Honest Lee stepped out of a dime western—

wavy brown hair, chestnut mustache,

six-shooter on his thigh.

Not anybody’s prairie girl,

I knew which one of us was a lie—

even with his black olive eyes,

black as my lil’ ol’ pea pickin’ heart.

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Like a rebel’s note

come Sunday

I chanted my mal arranged vow,

as expected of a good girl like me.

But I had to sing true

in my Salishan earthed heart, vesicles bursting,

knowing it would thrive again

if for now, manacled, 3 quarters dead,

to some other maid’s dream.

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