Magazine article Phi Kappa Phi Forum

Southern Nocturne

Magazine article Phi Kappa Phi Forum

Southern Nocturne

Article excerpt

Azaleas shout me, me, me, me!

when I walk past the statue

of the soldier who would've killed

or raped me if I walked past

someone like him in 1907

when he was first erected

in the middle of the square.

It's 201_, my friend reassures me:

Things are different now.

The quiet soldier looks me over

as I scurry to my sporty red carthe

reddest car in town, my student

once joked to me. I was so easy to spot

along any street. I can lock the door

as soon as I get in and turn the ignition.

But tonight, when I drive home

in this heat, I wish I stopped first to slide

my hand against the cool marble, just

to touch his pant leg. See how it feels

under my brown hand, diamonded

by a white man, freshly manicured

by a white lady. …

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