Some of the warmest, most peaceful, most accepting times this poet has ever spent as a guest anywhere in our nation ~ high or low ~ have been among the natives of backwoods Appalachia.

… After, that is, she got past their front doors.

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Recorded Reading (0:53): https://www.dropbox.com/s/fx96nl3t4tb4k2q/cultural%20adjustments.mp3?dl=0

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cultural adjustments

well son don’che know there’s
whole big swaths of ‘is ol’ back
country where you don’ git
outa yer car after pullin’ up
inna driveway

nosir
ain’ no doorbell
ringin’ goin’ on in
’em neighberhoods
y’set ‘ere ‘n wait
till they call off the hounds
prob’ly untrip the shotgun
aimed at yer haid

invite y’in

soma the bestest
rice ‘n beans in ‘ere
y’ever ate, though

jus’ ’bout
drop ye
daid

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Homeless until removal of the stalker/targeter/vandal/arsonist following her allows her to approach any landlord ~ even for a private parking space ~ this poet presently lives under perpetual threat of towing with all possessions should her 23-year-old van stop running for any reason.

She is badly in need of a modest reserve with which to field any emergency which might occur.

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