Melissa

“When my female friends are left
By horrid spouses and lovers,
I commiserate. I send gifts-
Powwow songs and poems- and wonder

Why my gorgeous friends cannot find
Someone who knows them as I do.
Is the whole world dead and blind?
I tell my friends, “I’d marry you

Tomorrow.” I think I’m engaged
To thirty-six women, my harem:
Platonic, bookish, and enraged.
I love them! But it would scare them-

No, of course, they already know
That I can be just one more boy,
A toy warrior who explodes
Into silence and warpaths with joy.”
― Sherman Alexie

“Hey Almanzo, if you liked it then you should’ve built a shanty on it.”
― Wendy McClure