kansas by clarissa ames

I try to appreciate Kansas
when my initial thought
is that everything that comes
from there is evil
like the band Kansas

I miss the parade
with the pilgrim shifts
I try to appreciate pretty
girl rock but everything
is distracting me from
my endeavors of deep
invasiveness and the cerebral

it’s hard to appreciate
gestures of stomach violence
when I’m full to the
brim with vegan chili
and I start wondering
how it feels to grow
a beard and wondering how my
face will feel after and whether
or not things change you
for the better

Mom said
I wasn’t allowed to play
horseshoes with the adults
until I had my period
Clarissa Ames loves everyone and likes to eat those rock candy things on a stick. She recently graduated from college and writes here.