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Geek Poem of the Week 11/2/2013

Reflecting on Watching “Return of the Jedi” Before the Other Installments

By Heather Autumn

Nothing made sense.

Not the hero encased in carbonite.

Not the men in disguise surrounding him.

Not the princess chained to the drooling beast.

I didn’t ask questions,

accepted lack of understanding as the way of all things.

Resolved silence would become my skin.

I must have been 7,

stretched on the brown shag carpet

belonging to a friend who lived 2 streets away,

our limbs close, but never touching.

Touch was something I’d never learned.

I’d accepted confusion all around:

my mother never smiled,

she and my father rarely filled the same room,

their brief kisses chilled as ice,

the one time I caught them holding hands

it seemed something foreign.

It would be years before I discovered

the betrayals that brought the chains,

lost limbs and bitter search for redemption.

I filled the gaps on my own,

and a joke from my mother’s lips provided the missing pieces:

the lie that bore a child,

the emptiness filling another’s heart,

and the resentment confused with love.

I didn’t ask questions.

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Heather Autumn Love is a geek by association and one of Pluto’s fiercest advocates.  She is also an accidental poet, having written exclusively fiction prior to stumbling upon the Two Idiots Peddling Poetry reading in 2005.  Since then she has worked to develop her craft through immersion, inspiration and mentorship by many of Orange County’s finest poets.  Her work has been featured in three anthologies:  “Pop Art:  An Anthology of Southern California Poetry” (Moontide Press), “Don’t Blame the Ugly Mug:  Ten Years of the Two Idiots Peddling Poetry” (Tebot Bach) and “A Poet is a Poet, No Matter How Small” (For the Love of Words).

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