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"My Husband Asks" by Courtney LeBlanc

  • May 23
  • 1 min read

MY HUSBAND ASKS


~ after Todd Dillard



how do you write a poem? and I hand him a stick.


His eyes ask the question. It's a poem, I say and suddenly


the air smells like straw and manure, earth and animal.


My sister and I stand just inside the barn, the raccoon


I nearly touched hissing at us. Even at ten and eight we knew


wild creatures could not be near our farm animals. My sister


and I, scarecrow-thin and dust-covered, ran to find our father.


We expected him to get his gun. We were farm girls,


we understood. Instead, he took the stick from my hands,


the one I'd picked up as I ran to find him. My sister and I


statued at the barn door, unwilling to go further. We could hear


the animal screams, the quieting. I take the stick from my


husband, throw it into the fire. When it pops, I don't flinch.



** inspired by “After a Few Beers, My Uncle Asks Me How” by Todd Dillard


Courtney LeBlanc is the author of the four full-length collections, most recently Her Dark Everything. She is the founder and editor-in-chief of Riot in Your Throat, an independent poetry press, and Poetry Coven, a monthly generative workshop. She loves nail polish, tattoos, and a soy latte each morning. Find her online at www.courtneyleblanc.com.

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