Best North Dakota Poems

good ol’ backwards North Dakota

wouldn’t want to be a woman in
North Dakota,
cause’ choice just ain’t happenin’ there.

nah,
if you’re a woman who gets raped in good ol’
backwards
North Dakota,
since they just shut down the last abortion 
clinic, 
all those bible thumping,
christ screaming, pro-lifers,
will be telling you to...

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wide open spaces
plenty of place's to be
plenty to eat too...

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Anther shamanic sunset in the upper Midwest
Magical brush strokes and hues that redact your mind to the test
Assisted beauty consolidating at the end of day
Memories of the heart that are created to stay...

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We are in North Dakota, on Highway 94, and we spy Salem Sue
She is standing thirty-eight foot tall, and the sky is relatively blue.
We are thrilled to see her, standing there, in her dairy cow clothes.
She makes us feel optimistic, that things will get better,...

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Rural North Dakota, fields and scattered farms.
Social distancing in peace, we all bear arms.
I live in the central flyway for all ducks and geese.
No locked doors or hidden keys, dogs and guns keep the peace.

Winters are long and cold, we are left alone to freeze.
Spring...

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TV news broadcasts the motel dark,
she lies flat, belly soft with rabbit tattoos,
ash smudged into the sheets.

My boots drip clay and pesticide,
fingers stained from counting nickels.

Outside, a pumpjack bows to the ground,
over and over,
like it’s praying.

She whispers something about escape.
I kiss the scar beneath her...

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