Meltdown

by Kristiane Weeks-Rogers

Under emeralded blades
she sings glow
tuned to radio breath,

winded city into underworld

she lines paved highway with
radiating lymph nodes,
five-footed rabbits.

Monologue with holed
tongue, lick green

taste of Rocky Road Flat
flavor, lick fuzz of weaved dream-weaver
lineage hooked into
Ginsberg rant on canker-hex,

who else stands in nuclear
hands, fingers painted with tiny
brush, dip, dipped with poison?

Pinhole poison, hers is not the hand,

dip, dip, blued dot, dot
invisible ink
spread out like black holes,
star spaces wait
to show them up,

make them eat soil
soaked with thousands of years of

skeleton sludge,

at least these pucks are
shaped into anniversary cakes.


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KosmicKKWRogers's picture
Rocky Flats nestles sweetly between the Flatiron foothill mountains and the front range of Denver, slightly north of Golden, Colorado, and south of Boulder. Affected areas span west to Denver, where westerly winds often carried the toxic radiation air to the city. From within the Study Area, Kristiane educates implants, performs activist pieces around the STILL HIGHLY TOXIC land that is now being dug up (hello, radiation from below!) to build parks, paths, homes, businesses, and schools for children to grow into the plutonium air around them. http://www.rockyflatsnuclearguardianship.org/

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