Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Criminal Justice Syllogism

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Mom, he says, all of four, the Army kills even the cows
and chickens. If caught speeding, you go to jail
or get your eyes poked out
with sticks. In jail you don't get
covers. You don't get fire trucks or safari
animals. When you have to go to the bathroom,
hold it.
Forever.
Apples with skin
make you choke. Thieves they tie
up and your head rolls off. Litter
means you have nothing
to eat forever. Not even apple skins.
Then you'll choke and not learn how
to not litter. To see in jail you have to see
with your eyes closed. Don't speed
because who will be my mom.

No, I tell him, the butcher prepares our meat.


Tina Egnoski is a poet and fiction writer. Her work has been published in a number of literary journals, including Cimarron Review, Folio, Hawaii Pacific Review, and Louisville Review. She is the author of the fiction chapbook, Perishables, published in 2010 by Black Lawrence Press. She grew up in Florida and currently lives in Rhode Island with her husband and 10-year-old son.


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