Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Black Water

She was from the black water
Wrong side of the tracks
South side of a nowhere town
Why is the bad side always the south side?

She wore pants, tough pants, Dickies
Pounded new territory in old army brogans
Only one piercing, but shit, it counted
Why is more than one piercing so tough?

She struck fear into the hearts of skinny bitches
Never even had to open her two toned lipstick mouth
Making gelatinous pools of average house wives and prom queens
Why can't they stay out of the black water?

She met me in a coffee shop in North Beach
I picked up the lighter she dropped
We sat and had diet lattes'
Why me? she could have snapped me like a twig

We went swimming in the black water, perfectly matched

© 2010 Crowley


  1. So exploratory this is...love seeing the contrasts all lined up tidily...so funny what people consider tough and that under it all when stripped down immersed in the same water how much we're all the same. Or at least that's my projection. ;) I enjoyed this Corey!!

  2. A fascinating encounter. Thanks for linking this poem.

  3. Very vividly portrayed. I could picture the scene well.

  4. Is there, anywhere an upscale "south side"? Sometimes we are far more alike on the "hidden" inside than we think. Intriguing, Corey, once again. Gritty with a flavor of sugar sprinkling. :)

  5. I like the characterization and that last stanza is ominous of darkness and intrigue ~

    Great writing Corey ~ Have a good week ~

  6. Whoaa! I got a li'l scared myself reading this! Why is the bad side always the south side?

  7. Yes, gritty and real. I love her army brogans! You painted this scene so clearly.

  8. I enjoyed this walk to the 'south side' This was very descriptive and I just loved the end! Well done, storyteller poet.!

  9. Nice story. I think it could be made into a song somehow. We can all connect on some level to black water. Well done.

  10. Your poems always paint a vivid story. thanks for sharing!

  11. Taking your narrator into the blackwater to be amazed or to be trapped? The poem implies to me that a barrer to seeing others as humans was crossed. But does he ever return?

  12. Yes, I too wonder if the narrator was amazed they had so much in common or she was mired in blackwater and couldn't get out.

  13. There is something intriguing about a poem or story which leaves the reader with more questions than answers. Your characterization here is excellent and the inclusion of the speaker at the end is a little coup de grace.

  14. I love the contrast and the thoughts...
    You always leave me wanting more :D

  15. I spent my early years in a Boston housing project and I know this chick. I wanted to be her. I remember in 5th grade seeing the neighborhood bully and thinking 'that's who they're afraid of? I could take him easily.' And I did. Only fight I ever had to have. Man, this brought it all back in a flash. Great write.

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