WHEN THE SLUT STRIPPED Ashok Rajamani Poetry

local_library WHEN THE SLUT STRIPPED

by Ashok Rajamani

Published in Issue No. 161 ~ October, 2010

WHEN HE, THE SLUT, STRIPPED NUDE FOR THE CROWD

HE CRIED OUT, “MARRY ME, MARRY ME”

TO NO ONE IN PARTICULAR.

LATER THAT NIGHT ON TV AFTER HE SAW HER

AFTER HE SAW BEYONCE SING OF SINGLE LADIES,

THAT NIGHT LIKE ANY FLAMING MAN, LIKE ANY BURNING MAN

WHO YEARNED TO WEAR A WEDDING DRESS

HE LOOKED IN THE MIRROR AND SANG NOT CRIED

WHILE DRAPING HIMSELF WITH THE WHITE TABLECLOTH ON HIS KITCHEN TABLE.

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Ashok Rajamani is a writer and artist in New York City. He is a member of the Authors Guild, New York Writers Coalition, and South Asian Journalists Association. His poetry and prose have been published in numerous outlets, including South Asian Review, Catamaran Literary Journal, and 3:AM Magazine. Ashok's memoir, BRAIN KARMA, will be published by Algonquin Books in 2011. For more info, please go to: www.ashokrajamani.com.
  • ming-lee

    perfect work. got here from link on ashok site. this is a superb poem – tells a story of desperation without being mawkish

  • Steven

    I really enjoyed this poem. It's quite funny.

  • Jeremy

    reminds me of when i was little and used my a bed sheet and made it a sari lol

  • grayson

    FABULOUS! EVERY MAN SHOULD GET TO BE A BRIDE AT LEAST ONCE!