UNTITLED 2
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Corner Room 7:43am
When I was a Teen
I mowed down
My Mother’s Wild Flowers
despite Her Screams
the way My Predecessors
mowed down
The Indians
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Joanna Gilman Hyde 
It is difficult to make this sort of material work. The reader is left uncertain regarding your true sentiment on the topic. And might not stick around long enough to care just at the mere sight of the reference to “Indians,” in and of itself potentially derogatory. My 2 cents – which back in the day at least could have bought you a seltzer.
Or two pieces of Bazooka.