I don’t have to imagine
a Man
With one hand only
Wiping an ass before
A donkey brayed.

I can’t imagine
A one-hand always
Man
Teaching anyone,
Reaching self.

I won’t have to imagine
Anything else
A man can see,
TV trenches
Indirect lessons.

I’ve always imagined
Myself,
A woman,
Beseeching a hand,
As camels ran...

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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