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White Lung - Kimberly O'Connor
WHITE LUNG
White Lung
It’s some year:
1601, 1953, 2019,
2742. Plaster walls, pink roses. Laundry.
So much laundry. The cat hair
clings to it.
A red ant carries
its dead comrade over the wood chips.
Coughing.
The breath—
it cannot be caught.
The damp sheets move
in the breeze.
2019
INSERT torn out page
of a newspaper
smeared with toast butter smeared
with
sneeze drizzle
it says pulmonologist
Appalachia
it says coal dust it says radiologist
mountains mines
poverty
air arm/
chair
despair
it is scattered with crumbs
most of it is
illegible
1601
I’m drifting through roses.
I’m dying. I’m a witch
burning. Being burned.
INSERT flames.
I’m a bitch held down while
the men take their turns.
I’m a girl drifting
through clouds that feel
like roses. Flying.
INSERT rose petals.
Screaming.
I can’t speak. I’m dying.
My body becomes
my daughter’s body,
my granddaughters’ bodies.
For centuries my cells
will play out their scheming
in the bodies of girls not
dreamed of yet, of girls
gathering roses
and coughing without knowing why.
1982
even as a little girl I feel how when
men enter the house they change
the house the women’s softness shifts
it’s not that we change
what we’re doing cooking cleaning
laughing (the scent of bleach in scalding
water) it’s that our attention doubles
itself so we can sense when the men
are going to speak & when
the men speak the air crackles
the women wait to hear it & then move about
fashioning the world as the men
have asked us to by speaking
2019
INSERT phone screen displaying
since 2016 3,000 cases of black lung
radiologists may no longer diagnose
pulmonologists that have worked for
coal companies may or may not get
their benefits cannot catch his breath
cannot provide for his family
cannot work cannot even walk
in the garden without losing his breath
1953
a woman is peeling an egg
it is a white woman it is me a white
egg with a perfect egg
heaviness a perfect symbol for
something first the violence of
cracking it one two three four
taps on the counter then her fingers
searching its surface for the fissure
that will release the largest
plate like a tiny continent so egg =
earth also egg = motherhood &
egg = breakfast when the egg is naked
she puts it on a white plate
she sprinkles it with white salt
she serves it to the white child
1984
The men are playful.
They will take me to the lake
if I asks them to but I can sense
(before I splash into the water
when they grab my body & toss it into the air)
the violence laying latent in their hands
1799
A girl is looking at a deer.
The deer is hanging upside down
from a rope tied to a branch.
The deer is bound just below
the back hooves. The front hooves
are loose in the breeze.
Blood from the deer’s nose
pools below it in the dirt.
The girl’s uncles & boy