Straight Up
by Catherine Jarrell


I met this woman
who works for a pipeline company,
who breaks ground for the
pulsing fuel but also for the
men who are stunned by her very
existence in their universe.

And I envy her a little for her life,
straight as the lines she builds,
and for her ease of vision across vast tracts:
farms, deserts, meadows, sand hills,
with no concerns about anything other than
living a direct life
taking a straight path,
never falling falling into a crevasse of concern
for what she “should” be doing






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