Poetry
Jeanna Stegman
For Jade
You're Holly Hobbie on heroin
kicking it with Captain Kirk on crack.
You. With your beveled edges and fired eyes.
Trading in the ghoulish protoplasmic glow ot the
junkie java life.
Where disease is a contraception and forty-ouncers
trigger foreplay.
Slandering decaying whores with handbags,
who prophesize paperback poets.
It's nice to have you back,
bearing scars from your burdensome time on the
cross.
and you illumine
in the pure, virginal hue
of forgiveness.
