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Buffalo Girl


for Triệu Thị Trinh


History makes little bundles out

of the unthinkable


young boys carve


three-foot breasts


to keep your story otherworldly and

ridiculous; a crisp blade slips


from view We stand


at the Albertson’s Customer

Service and I hold my


breath as you ready a


well-worn trap


discount oversight:


grave mistake

A set of eyes


exhaust and I


almost feel for

our opposing force who does not


know the survival of ants


under glass ::


long after your death you haunted

soldiers’ dreams the Chinese


Commander that slayed you built


fallacies to try and keep you

still

Poor men and their


fantasies of time and blood


that pass only during the duration of war


Victory painted the