Keya Pouch Wašícu call me "mixed media" They described me as craft Then they labeled me art So they could display me Inside me I cradle (and cradle still within) The corded tissue from the baby girl Which stitched her to her mother which Her mother cut and sewed inside of me With this hard shell I protect it I beam to it a safety which seeps From my constellation studded In the stars to her tiny fingers I will not be displayed nor admired I am to be worn; I shall comfort I will protect and resist; I’ll cradle Thomas E. Simmons Thomas E. Simmons is a professor at the University of South Dakota School of Law in Vermillion, South Dakota and teaches courses like Trusts & Wills, Professional Responsibility, and Estate Planning. His legal scholarship touches on the same topics. His poetry, however, is varied, obscure, and typically unpredictable.
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January 2021
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