Allene Nichols

Titles:Dinner/El Milagro es Fácil

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Allene Nichols lives in Arlington, Texas.. Her poems have been published in regional and international journals and the anthology Dance the Guns to Silence: 100 Poems for Ken Saro-Wiwa. Her short play "The Grinch Tells All" will be produced in New York in February 2010.


Dinner

by Allene Nichols

 

I'm told the human palm  
is a delicacy for cannibals.  
When the Belgians cut off the hands  
of children in the Congo,  
did anyone eat them?  
Were the hands fed to the children  
who'd lost them  
or the beasts who did the hacking?  
 
I'm told that eating the flesh of a dead loved one  
is a sacred act in some cultures.  
But eating the brain can cause the transmission of kuru  
the sickness that causes people to laugh  
themselves to death.  
If you refuse to eat the brain of a person  
who laughed themselves to death,  
do you dishonor them?  
Or would eating, say, an eyeball,  
be just as effective?  
 
I'm told the Donner party  
ate the dead members  
to survive a terrible winter.  
When they were done,  
did they sit by the waning fire  
and compare the virtues of the palm  
to that of the thigh?  
Or did they say Sally's flesh was sweet  
just like Sally?  
Or did they catch themselves laughing  
and stop  
for fear they'd die from it?  
 
I'm told that some people believe  
that during the Eucharist,  
the wine and bread  
become the flesh and blood  
of Christ.  
Do they believe that the flesh  
comes from his palm  
or from a less delicate part?  
And if they took a bite out of a dead relative  
would they recognize the taste?  
 
If drinking blood is a sacred act,  
why aren't vampires worshiped and honored?  
Is the perversion in the drinking  
or in the thinking that they,  
the already dead, have the same rights  
as the living?  
 
When they get hungry,  
do vampires and cannibals sometimes nibble on their own palms?  



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Hinchas de Poesia, Winter, 2010
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