In recognition of Poetry Month, and to celebrate and highlight our treasure trove of Orcas Island poets, Orcas Issues is pleased and honored to again offer daily poetry during April.
The Stranger’s Girl
— alex tamayo-wolf —
On a ledge above tragedy,
A stranger’s girl hangs on to purity,
But she loses grip, pursued by culture.
She’s persuaded from her Disney sheets,
By real cash and false sympathy,
To sell her youth to the masses.
Meanwhile, mamma’s dead asleep,
And daddy’s down in his locked study,
With his conscience tricked by anonymity.
Tender flesh drives him to the screen,
Where he waits on a stranger’s teen,
To give herself over to corruption.
No, baby, no,
Just grow up and don’t be wild.
Know, daddy, know: To a stranger I am a stranger’s child.
The stranger’s girl turns on by demand,
The dimples creased by God’s own hand,
Then stones herself for the show to follow.
Blindly, she’s on the stranger’s line,
Looses her thighs and says it aint no crime,
Because today she turns eighteen.
She asks, “Now, what will you have me do?”
Then daddy screams, “Baby girl, can that be you?!”
“Yes, if that’s who you want me to be.”
No, baby, no,
Just grow up and don’t be wild.
Know, daddy, know: To a stranger I am a stranger’s child.
