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Bodies of Knowledge by Natalia Treviņo My friend was quiet after the doctor visit, Set the bowl for feeding her dogs, She would have had a field to mow next summer. The blossoms displayed at her funeral bloomed aghast while she died. *
A man labors after his doctor visit.told it's not serious, thinks of his guns. Even the wildfires had missed his house by states, and robbers never came. He'd almost been dead as a child. Loved the attention. *
A woman bends after her appointment,without her baby born alive. Refused to know about the skull, And the punctured, cold stop. They provide no mirrors for this procedure, and the sex is irrelevant. *
My son gleams after his doctor visit,Bandaid over the shot. mimics warrior germs in the injection, kicking invisible enemies into space. The higher his temperature, the better the fight. © Natalia Treviņo « Home | Contributor Notes » Please comment on this poem. |
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