Christine Taylor, a multiracial English teacher and librarian, resides in her hometown Plainfield, New Jersey. She serves as a reader and contributing editor at OPEN: Journal of Arts & Letters. Her work appears or is forthcoming in Modern Haiku, apt, The Rumpus, and The Paterson Literary Review among others.
Poets Resist
Edited by Jonathan May
June 5, 2018
Christine Taylor
Friendly Reminder, A Zuihitsu
I got one in my inbox the other morning: a friendly reminder that my Verizon wireless bill is past due. Like I don’t know. The company has texted me every morning since the due date at approximately 8:47 to set up a payment plan.
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kind of maybe
actually
a bit really probably
just
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pennies rust
in the fountain …
we wish
for winter’s
end
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I was a kid in the 80s.
Mom worked part-time at the deli downtown near the corner of Front and Grove, the counters lined with plastic towers that dispensed nickel-candies we weren’t allowed to touch. She stashed us in a rear aisle, tucked with our school books behind bulk-packages of Bounty paper towels. Sometimes the stock guy Anthony hooked us up with one of the fat dill pickles that swam in glass gallon jars, peppercorns settled in brine. They each cost 25¢.
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Seven months = the number of additional months it will take me to earn what my white male counterpart earned in total last year.
— Economic Policy Institute, July 2017
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Flowers wait for me at the reception desk. [?]
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“Regularly updating your passwords can help prevent: hacked accounts, identity theft, stolen money or unauthorized charges.
Here’s what we suggest: Use a different password for each account. That way, if it gets stolen — either from you or one of the sites where you use it — someone won’t be able to take over all of your accounts. Get creative. Mix letters, numbers, and special characters. Never use your name or birthdate. Use 12 characters if you can, but no less than 10. The longer the password, the tougher it is to crack.”
— Federal Trade Commission
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If you are unable to make this appointment …
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Above her office desk,
my college advisor mounted
a framed poster of a slave ship hold,
bodies lined up head-to-foot
like matchsticks in a box
ready to ignite.
For months, I crept
into her office, essays in hand
seeking her advice.
Under the weight
of the odor of old wood
one rainy afternoon,
I asked her, “Why?”
She sighed
put down her pen,
“Because we can’t forget.”
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“School shootings are still rare. More kids are killed walking to school.”
— Matt Vespa, Feb. 22, 2018, Townhall (conservative news
and political commentary)
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“We’re all getting along right now,” she tells me. I need to remember that. She tells me that too.
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the last warning —
shriveled orchid petals fall
one by one
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It’s not supposed to be easy for you.
Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
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