Friday, April 2, 2010

In The Middle Of The Night - Julie Buffaloe-Yoder

In The Middle Of The Night

She played video games

on a dirty brown couch

that reeked of Doritos

and sweaty ass.

She pulled the heads

off her Barbie dolls

in a dark apartment

above Charley’s Bar

where her mother

turned tricks for crack.

She joined the Army

to pay for college–

put on boots

and slammed

to Combat Rock.

Now she sits on a

leather sectional,

sells adult toys

in Manhattan,

has 798 friends

on Facebook,

updates her page

with sexy videos

and hangs up

when her mother

calls bawling

in the middle

of the night.

Julie Buffaloe-Yoder


Terresa said...

Loved this one of Julie's. I remember it as one of the first poems I ever read by her. A fine one. :)

Karen said...

Julie is a wonderful poet who sees and knows the South. I love her work.

JR's Thumbprints said...

"In The Middle of the Night" is a favorite of mine. I don't remember all that white space, but it does make you slow down and internalize each line.