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HEAVEN IS FULL OF GARBAGE DISPOSALS: PRAYER FOR LORENA BOBBITT

It all began with cherry blossoms, 

cake, a swimming pool.


It began again by refrigerator light, as so much does. 

From bed to kitchen - longest walk. 


The men will say you gotta build 

a bridge from battery to righteousness, but why? 


We all held the knife. We were all grateful. 

Woman after woman singing bruise after bruise, 


parade of reasons she didn’t need. 

Sometimes you gotta kill a mood.


In heaven, we won’t call her crazy to save her. 

In heaven, she’ll sever again and again. 

Posted 04/14/19
I was 8 when the Bobbitt case went to trial, but I remember my mother joking with my aunt about the garbage disposal thing. I only learned the details this year, when the "LORENA" doc came out, and I was so moved by it that I wrote this poem.
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