Crossed OUt
I want magazine answers to
acne problems
and exotic trips to the moon
I want to go back to Ohio; land
of long lemonadeless afternoons.
I want to ride on a train I want
to attain enlightenment but I
don't want to sacrifice
desire
for vengeance on my father, on the useless ranks
of social workers who said I lied
who called me every name but my own
who saw in me the daughter they
didn't want.