Tuesday Poem

Brittany’s Tattoo

—The Haven House for homeless Women and Children

Her tattoo is no stone-cold Lady Justice—
Tattered blindfold, sword, scales in balance—

just the ink-black cursive word
Justice cutting over the upward

thrust of her jugular—
from her throat to the jug band

of her heart to the ovation
of her brain stretches that thin, blue tether.

………… Only Justice
…… because when Brittany needs to believe
the word’s wine-red truth, she presses

that wormy vein to feel blood
thunder beneath her fingers.

by Lauren Marie Schmidt
Filthy Labors
Curbstone Books 2017