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August 24, 2018 / barton smock

person Rachel Nix, four poems


Rachel Nix is an editor for cahoodaloodaling, Hobo Camp Review and Screen Door Review. Her own work has appeared or is forthcoming in L’Éphémère Review, Occulum and Pidgeonholes. She resides in Northwest Alabama and can be followed at @rachelnix_poet on Twitter.


I Was Five Years Old the First Time I Saw Anyone Different

In kindergarten, the year: 1989;
she arrived wearing a red dress, white polka-dots all over.

Her skin was dark, bright.
She looked like the first doll my mother gave me.

I wanted to hug her; instead, bashfully, I looked to her & smiled.
She smiled back, & that is all I recall.

Days later she was gone; a man,
someone less than a man,
follower of the KKK,

burned a cross in her Momma’s yard.

He did it, I presume, in the name of a god,
not one I’d care to claim. I…

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