POETRY

Firecracker

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You either kiss this kind of girl, or smack her!
She says things decent women never say,
flirting as fiercely as a firecracker.

She likes to feel the eyes of men that track her
across the room. She always gets her way.
You either kiss this kind of girl or smack her.

Yet when the night is dark and getting blacker,
her laughter brings the brightness of the day,
lighting the room up like a firecracker.

If you offend her, she'll offend you back. Her
rudeness shocks. She clearly doesn't pray.
You either kiss this kind of girl or smack her.

But when you need her help she is no slacker—
does anything, and never asks for pay,
giving her all just like a firecracker.

The world is black and white with shades of gray,
while she's flame-red and hard to send away.
You either kiss this kind of girl or smack her.
She'll burn you, baby, like a firecracker.

Anna M. Evans’ poems have appeared in the Harvard Review, Atlanta Review, Rattle, American Arts Quarterly, and 32 Poems. She gained her MFA from Bennington College, and is the Editor of the Raintown Review. Recipient of a 2011 Fellowship from the MacDowell Artists' Colony, she currently teaches at West Windsor Art Center and Richard Stockton College of NJ. Her chapbooks Swimming and Selected Sonnets are available from Maverick Duck Press. Her poem, Straight Talk," appearing in Kin is from a chapbook, Saint-Pol-Roux & Other Poems from the French.

You either kiss this kind of girl, or smack her!
She says things decent women never say,
flirting as fiercely as a firecracker.