As/Is







5.23.2004


Girls

I felt bleached, if

by bleached you meant looked, if

by looked you meant

am I am
bleached in

hard afternoon sunlight I

hide too pale
to take the sun in sunlight

let me be
bleached with the rest of
them, wash

away the easy violence we seep, our
aura of rape it’s bright

sunlight like white noise in it
I am nullified.