Show Me Where

Let's workshop this poem about an overworked detective whose biological clock is ticking like Marissa Tomei's, but in a world where she so often sees children molested

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Show Me Where

The detective’s workload 
was too much for the kids 
she desperately wanted—worse,

the only kids she ever spoke to
had been getting every hole 
reamed (and were unable

to be de-reamed, no matter
the arrests), which spoiled 
each moment to hold in mind.

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This poem is unpublished

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