A Poem For Mary Jane

Mary Jane
I have
plucked a flower
stolen
from the
neighbor’s garden
so that you may have it
would you wear it in your hair
for others to see?
Mary Jane
do you understand?
for you I have
made myself a thief
for you I have
stolen
beaten
and made myself bloody
for you I have
written
these words
in hopes
that you might
forgive crimes
far worse than a
stolen
flower

– A. Ramirez

From “Man is the Bastard”

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