Lines
By
Lori Polachek
Cutting one’s own offspring’s
umbilical cord is a challenge,
even for someone as powerful
as the Almighty.
Three to six years of study are required
Three to six years of study are required
to notarize a deed of sale or audit
debits and credits. I couldn’t find
a college with even a one-year Major
in Motherhood.
Being a middle child, I settled
for Commerce-ever determined
Being a middle child, I settled
for Commerce-ever determined
to close in on my brother’s two-year
head start in life.
He wasn’t threatened by me,
any more than Coke is by Pepsi.
He wasn’t threatened by me,
any more than Coke is by Pepsi.
That’s how it is when you’re “the real thing”-
Too busy selling bottles, and cans-
to worry about taste tests.
Pepsi could learn a thing or two.
We all could.
Freedom is the smelly, rotten
cheese promised in grade school
for jumping through mind-numbing
Pavlovian hoops, meant to remold
God’s image.
I chased curiosity like string
on a ball of yarn, stretching
across restricted lines. Nobody noticed,
as long as I towed the line- which I could not
on a ball of yarn, stretching
across restricted lines. Nobody noticed,
as long as I towed the line- which I could not
always do.
Jokes flew off my tongue-
Jokes flew off my tongue-
like a skunk’s spray. There was no
medication back then, to level
competition for students
attention.
medication back then, to level
competition for students
attention.
Freedom is the black hole
we step into upon liberation
from childhood- armed with a torn map
to the life we should want,
but don’t.
but don’t.
Determined to be selected, naturally
I peed on sticks with abandon,
like I had forgotten how
babies are made-
babies are made-
I embraced each faint pair of lines
in the bosom of its own possibility.
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