Sterilization was the Plan

Sterilization was the Plan

Natasha Romanoff.

You know that name,

the spy from Marvel.

 

She saw herself as a monster

because she was sterilized.

 

The question is:

Did you know

Indigenous females

were also sterilized?

 

The brown skin,

black hair,

“foreign” language

and pagan beliefs

were not ideal.

 

Native Americans

were still seen as “dirt”

and the less there were

the better it was.

 

Paper ads tricked

soon to be mothers

and females to gather

for free screenings.

 

The staff looked at them

as heathens, disgusting creatures

that needs to wiped off the planet.

Procedures without consent happened.

 

Thousands of Native ladies

were no longer “women”.

They were now sterilized

and could not bare children.

 

Future torch bearers

for our cultures were

whisked away in mere seconds.

Jump 21 Street

Running.

What a stupid thing to do.

Why run.

We can walk. We can talk.

I am talking through writing right now.

Running my mouth.

It’s a stunning type of running

Like YOU running thru my mind,

And by you, I meant her.

Running shit up in this bitch!

Though I’m poor as poor peoples pornos

Poor nose.

Pour knodes for all the folks here.

I am running on coffee and coke.

The type that you drink

not the type that you smoke.

 

Running.

Like John Depp

on 21 jump street.

Running. Marathons.

Paraphrase a paradox.

Running-in,

Do a beer-run,

Run-outs at Circle K’s

With 18 packs.

My aching hands

Aching feet . . .

Aching

Breaking

from all this

Running.

 

 

 

 

 

Poem 21

Running, bounding, so far away

Under sunset haze so orangey thick leaking

Nectar purple so deep

Not once thinking of the consequences of

Inviting such soulful freedom

Never before been felt. I

Gave and I gave and I gave.

 

Grating haggard pulse I think I can—

not stop the momentum of my

Insular hyperfocus on my 

Not destination and my 

No troubles. I let my selfishness

Usurp any feelings of guilt for continuing to

Run, running, running.

Hour 21: My Sunshine

I used to think

I took nothing from you

And it wasn’t until recently

That I realized

There is so much that we share

 

Like a loud, wonderful laugh

And round, soft cheeks

And loopy, scrawling letters

And the unavoidable curse

To experience emotions

At a loud volume

 

You once told me I was the sun

But I may actually just be the moon

Reflecting back your glorious light

Up Where I Belong (Hour Nine, A Diamante)

Up Where I Belong

HEAVEN

golden, glorious

reuniting, rejoicing, reveling

paradise, perfection, monotony, madness

floundering, falling, failing

temporary, terminal

EARTH

 

(A diamante is comprised of seven lines. Lines one and seven are two opposite nouns. Lines two and six are made up of two adjectives referring to lines one and seven respectively. Line three should be three -ing verbs related to line one; line five follows the same formula but in relation to line seven. Line four is composed of two concrete nouns describing line one, followed by two additional nouns referencing line seven.)

Running on (Prompt 21)

Running has never
done much for me as
exercise routine
being non-confrontational
but I do excel at
being in charge

for a time I tried jogging
which is running, but not
losing interest when
it all became just
point A to point B
B usually being right back
where you started

backing down has
never seemed optimal
but being the top guy?
That I can do.
Having run the show
run the race
run the gamut
gotten and given the
runaround

now I’m just running on
so maybe it
would be best if I just
stopped running

– Mark L. Lucker
© 2023
http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd

(Hour 20) 17.30pm-18.30pm. VISUAL PROMPT: animal with red eyes in blackness

embers in the dark

He’s walked right round
the town twice now taking
Rueben & Ben with him

(Did you know
I’ve only just realised
The double Ben)

Priya & I have been
In & out of kitchens
& the supermarket

Gathering supplies
Of anything everything
Might be useful

& bringing it back to Base
Camp Fig Leaf
As Ruby named it Day 1 here

Tells me he’s almost done
& we’ll be on our way
South. Soon, so very soon

Been exhausted so long
But his eyes in the dark
like red embers    glowing