Poem for Sandy Fuchs
she just laughed at me
when I reached out a hand
her eyes were sad but
all she said was
what did you expect
when you’re jailbait sixteen
I would have saved you if it happened
it’s our fault your fault not mine
and what if he hears you
Poem for Lita Ford
walk away then
like you always do alone
groomed for a gaze
you weren’t there
you didn’t know
close your eyes
you gotta close your eyes
for me
Poem for Cherie Currie
this is not even my final form
breaking as she was broken
how the story goes
who would believe
nowchangeagain
stillness is how they catch you
H. V. Cramond is the poetry editor for and a co-founder of Requited Journal, where she takes pleasure in rejecting submissions addressed to Mr. Cramond. She co-wrote Tenure Track with Cayenne Sullivan and is so co-dependent she had to have someone else take her selfie.
