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Women of the House
raised studs,?put sheetrock in place
(after Scribner?and Sons, men?with
tattoos?and nipple rings ran wires,
smashed?cigarette butts into?mom’s

We three moved to the city–
I liked?golden shag rug, clean?white

for a couple who lived half mile up our
straight dirt road. Bills, letters, ivory-
backed bird book with the prettiest
cardinals,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], jays, sparrows– a guide–
until someone found the whole
stash?under her bed. Didn’t anybody
Photo: Kelly Langner Sauer

Photo: Kelly Langner Sauer
Photo: Kelly Langner Sauer

Poem by L.L. Barkat, author of InsideOut: poems. Photographs by Kelly Langner Sauer.
and we?lived?in a trailer, its linoleum
golden?brown―meantime, they topped
soot-covered?stones with plywood,
Photo: Kelly Langner Sauer
walls, square?bedroom?to myself
that shut out sounds?of a new place
and trouble I found?in length after gym
(she kept nudging,?named me
Vanilla,?so I stared rough,?whispered,
“Chocolate bar!” and?was called
on a deviateent kind?of carpet,
not golden, not soft).
used-to-be pink petunia garden).
All the while?they were spackling,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
cementing, whitewashing walls,
sister had begun collecting the mail
By L.L. Barkat
Published on April 23, 2010
By
Just when I learned my times tables
we went back; the house and our things
were gone?(I remember no talk of it)
Photo: Kelly Langner Sauer

understand then that she and I
had,?each in our own step, simply
been?grasping for words.