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June 14, 2018 / barton smock

person Dana Alsamsam, three poems

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Dana Alsamsam is the author of a chapbook, (in)habit (tenderness, yea press, 2018), and her poems are published or forthcoming in Bone Bouquet, Gigantic Sequins, Poetry East, Tinderbox Poetry, Cosmonauts Avenue, Fugue, The Boiler Journal, Salamander, BOOTH and others. She is a Lambda Writer’s Retreat Fellow in the 2018 Writers Retreat for Emerging LGBTQ Voices. A Chicago native, Dana is currently an MFA candidate and a teacher at Emerson College.

https://www.danaalsamsam.com

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Hair Cut

Your mom was the kind of person
who forgot the leftovers on the stove—

she didn’t even flinch opening the door,
my hands twist-tangled in your long, girl

hair, your striped, Target t-shirt crumpled
beside us on the floor—a small monument

to matching bodies, to holding pinkies
in school halls, to me: queer homecoming queen

royalty. You wore slacks, a terrified grin
and slouching ruffle socks as we walked

in a fluorescent gymnasium—hypervisible—a sea
of eyeballs…

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