© Kabuki Katze 2006Halloween on Gulfton St.
Outside, dumpsters
sit like hearses.
Aluminum car ports
rattle the wind.
Strayed in streets,
cats snarl behind tires.
The boot-bottom night.
Vacant and winter coming.
This is the evening
of Halloween.
The Salvadoran woman
next door washes
clothes, a carved
pumpkin sulks
on the porch.
It’s candle-
lit grin
grows faint.
Soon the dark
turns ghostly.
Is battered down
with more darkness.
Here even children
stay indoors,
stuff wishes
into garbage bags.
In this scarlet-
dim ghetto
a dead end
in every face.
© Me first published in the Bayou Review 2007
4 comments:
For some reason I can't find you on Facebook, what are you under?
(And no, that link on your blog doesn't work for me. :( )
Did Kayleigh do another piece for you? It looks great! I like the poem too - I hadn't read this one.
hey n, thanks for reading my poem. yeah kayleigh did this piece a while back. she's wonderful isn't she? anyway, thanks for stopping by.
hey k,
i left u a comment on your blog letting you know how to find on FB. hope to see you there soon.
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