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  • Lives My Mother Lives Doing Chores
  • Michael Walsh (bio)

Lifting rocks, my mother, the private detective, catches the killer. The deputy. He’s got another teenage girl. When he flashes his badge like a pardon, she shoots his hand and both measly kneecaps.

Shoveling gutters, my mother, the first female major league baseball player, hits a home run into the stands. Her ball breaks the president’s nose and he cries like a little girl on camera. Refusing to apologize, she riles the country.

Trying to sleep between milkings, my mother the radical punches a priest in the face outside an abortion clinic. She graffitis right-wing churches like boxcars and crashes their services with signs condemning God. She goes to jail happy. [End Page 154]

Michael Walsh

Michael Walsh’s debut collection, The Dirt Riddles, won the inaugural Miller Williams Prize in Poetry from the University of Arkansas Press and the 2011 Thom Gunn Award for Gay Poetry.

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