Poetry


Personal

The Patient Donkey
by L. E. Quillen

We've been together a year
and a day.

You call me names,
but never my given name.

I wonder.
Am I real to you?

You hold me with threats
and promises,
a stick and a carrot.
And I guess

I'm a jackass
for letting you.

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Copyright © 1994. Lida E. Quillen. Published Spring 1994 issue of Sophomore Jinx. All rights reserved.

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