Lucky Bamboo (2002)
by Carie Novikoff
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Today men and women are bleeding
and I have decided to buy
lucky bamboo
through the swinging metal doors
into the frigid place where
severed flowers wait in their buckets
small bundles
little corpses waiting
in their barracks
I cross my arms to the coldness
(Men and Women are dying in Iraq)
I exit for warmth
the green stalks I desire are there
on the counter, glowing in the filtered sun
lucky bamboo
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