(for the homeless women)
Who named you Carolina Oriole?
And where are your clothes?
Why have your legs abandoned you?
Who diapered you in that grey sweatshirt?
And whose semen dissolved the orange
poppies of your blouse?
Where has the gold in your teeth gone?
And where have you misplaced your children?
And the tears caught in your lashes–
you’ve cried for whom?
Who named you Carolina Oriole
and how often have you wanted to fly?
© 2017, Evelyn Augusto
The BeZine 