In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

  • Ordinary: King William County, VA, October 15, 2011, and: The Measure of Loss
  • L. G. Parker (bio)

ORDINARY: KING WILLIAM COUNTY, VA, OCTOBER 15, 2011

His dying     was ordinary.    Luther sang “Never Too Much”& nobody joined him. Pill & cornbreadresidue crowded the corners of Reverend Brown’s prayerfilled mouth     & nobody crackeda smile.         But even in grief,my mother, nearing the door, warnsmake sure     you haveall your things before we leave. I’m notcoming back.     I want another momentin my Papa’s room     disappearing fleshin his hospital bed     inpatient radiatorshaking to keep him warm.     I want,again,     to wipe his drool, shakehis hand & introduce myself. I openmy mouth to say   my name & he saysmy girl             & we smile   untilmy mother screams‘cause her daddy     is dead. [End Page 619]

THE MEASURE OF LOSS

The man slapping my bare bottom chantingI-AM-YOUR-FA-THER is not. Again &again, his open, hungry, brown hand cracksagainst my reddening flesh, & I do notcry. Instead, I think of he who is mine& the white woman I enteredthis world through. How littleI miss her; how much I should. [End Page 620]

L. G. Parker

L. G. PARKER, who works for Winter Tangerine Review, is a Callaloo Creative Writing Workshop Fellow. She is completing her undergraduate studies in English at Virginia Commonwealth University. She has published work in Nepantla, Outside the YX: Queering Brown Masculinity, The Black Youth Project, and other venues.

...

pdf

Share