I’d
Never Slept With A Mexican Before, He Would Only Do It In The Dark
by Alexis Rhone Fancher
ON THE ROAD
I had a knife with me that day,
I don’t know why.
We just started driving upstate.
When I asked where we were going
he said, “Coffee.”
He was too short for me anyway.
In my dream there was poison in the
coffee.
It tasted sweet. I didn’t seem to mind.
IN THE DINER
There were miles between us,
a Sahara.
“It’s okay to smoke,” he said.
“As long as you’re not a train.”
When he reached for my hands
I saw tattooed saints on his wrists
where the long sleeves shortened.
He let go like he’d been burned.
Folded. A barricade. A moat.
I fondled the knife in my purse
till he caught my eye.
“Keep ‘em where I can see ‘em.”
I could live with that.
IN THE MOTEL
We danced in the open space
between the queen bed and the door.
He sweated through his button down,
a silver crucifix at his throat,
looked like Marc Anthony
in the motel marquee’s light.
Free Cable. Free Ice. No Vacancy.
He kicked off his pants, turned out the
light.
Fucked me with his shirt on.
IN THE MORNING
I surprised him in the shower,
saw his tattooed glory, sleeves,
the American eagle
full-winged across his chest,
“Semper Fi” emblazoned on
a ribbon in its mouth.
I threw the knife out the window
once the car passed Santa Barbara.
“The road is the journey,” he
said,
the sin of regret in his eyes.
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"I’d Never Slept With A Mexican Before, He Would Only
Do It In The Dark" was originally published in Slipstream (2014).
Alexis
Rhone Fancher is published in Best American Poetry, Rattle, Hobart,
Verse Daily, Plume, Cleaver, Diode, Duende, Pirene’s Fountain, Poetry
East, Pedestal Magazine and elsewhere. She’s authored five poetry
collections, most recently, Junkie Wife (Moon Tide Press, 2018), and The
Dead Kid Poems (KYSO Flash Press, 2019). EROTIC: New & Selected,
from New York Quarterly, and another, full-length collection
(in Italian) by Edizioni Ensemble, Italia, will both be published in
2021. A multiple Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee, Alexis is
poetry editor of Cultural Weekly. www.alexisrhonefancher.com
The "sin of regret," more lethal than the blade, signpost on the road to redemption.
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