BONNIE
THE REAL BONNIE WAS NOT A SIREN OF THE SILVER SCREEN
It’s difficult to write about familiar topics: decrepitude +
death on day one in the silver lamé Bonnie A shrunken
little Moto jacket designed by the feisty Rosa Named after
Ms. Parks + Luxemburg My bro gave it the thumbs up:
Elvis would approve!
Bonnie Parker Barrow never officially wed the illiterate
bank robber Clyde Her first husband at 15 Roy died in
prison Dropping out of school early Bonnie had designs on
poetry but was destined for bloody notoriety A clip on Youtube:
Bonnie’s face smashed against the glass of a bullet ridden car
Circa 1934
Bonnie wanted more than life in abandoned shacks +riding
shotgun with Clyde Ride until you die! Her motto was
prescient A bullet-deflowering on her way to the wedding in
the hereafter
BONNIE’S BLUES
*(as imagined by poet in silver lamé..Write until you die!)
Clyde is coarse Roughly handled and non-consensual I gaze out
at wildflowers along the roadside Miss my mama and wonder about
her own servitude in my birth-house Where all I ever wanted was to
imagine words erasing the grimy days +the dirt roads leading to open
faced slaps by broad-handed men Made you quiet wary +flinching often
Escape looked like a man Squat +dirty Pedal to the metal hair blowing
in the breeze Finally free of daddy’s bellowing Just plain free (bitches) to
be whatever I want to be Teacher said I’d never amount to anything But
she too caught rough hands with her cheek no matter all her book learning
Maybe it’s just these times we’re living in The girl I’ll raise will drive her own
car and hit back whenever necessary
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RIP Bonnie Parker Barrow 1910-1934
Write or die!
Winter 2018
songanddancegirl 