by Zoë Pollock
"50-50" by Langston Hughes:
I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.Big Boy opened his mouth and said,
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind
You could have me with you
All the time.She answered, Babe, what must I do?
The full poem, with the best two last lines I've read in a while, is here.
(Photo: from the series Frail by Alberto Lizaralde)
The Dish 