Capitalism Over Cupcakes
by Kristin Richardson Jordan
we used to be revolutionaries together and debate capitalism over cupcakes
in the school cafeteria, with sad sighs at the contradictions
and we used to share favors like secrets. thoughtful and trusting
before you knew I was a… before you knew
wish April had kept her mouth shut
but it wasn’t her. or me. but you
talking big new worlds. but
no faggots allowed
wish I had known back then that
your “struggle”
was a lie
some funny type of conditional pride
as despite your hard core views
you tacitly
accepted genocide
(c)2015 Kristin Richardson Jordan
Continuing the poetry challenge.
This is #5 of 5.
