OPPOSITES
Hair, makeup and heels
meet the cabin by the lake,
the heads protruding from the walls:
moose and deer.
Within the confines
of his wilderness home,
we compare vanities,
his sure eye with a rifle,
my slinky walk,
the result of one leg
being slightly shorter than the other
and impossible to improve upon.
There’s nothing in common here –
my city world,
his rustic hideaway,
my Caribbean patois,
his Maine drawl –
unless mine is a head
he sees as a trophy,
and his are cold lips
hot for the loving tongue.
meet the cabin by the lake,
the heads protruding from the walls:
moose and deer.
Within the confines
of his wilderness home,
we compare vanities,
his sure eye with a rifle,
my slinky walk,
the result of one leg
being slightly shorter than the other
and impossible to improve upon.
There’s nothing in common here –
my city world,
his rustic hideaway,
my Caribbean patois,
his Maine drawl –
unless mine is a head
he sees as a trophy,
and his are cold lips
hot for the loving tongue.
Juanita Rey is a Dominican poet who has been in this country five years. Her work has been published in Pennsylvania English, Harbinger Asylum, Petrichor Machine and Madcap Poets.
