My Son, My Dissident

My Son, My Dissident 

for Rodney

He sports thread-patched jeans and tattered T-shirts 
that several years ago he tie-dyed red/black. 
All his clothes have agitated and tumbled 
to that red/black fade. 

His feet mock the organization 
sporting one red Chuck 
and one black Chuck 
that hold together with safety pins and tape. 

For ten semesters, he faithfully attended 
classes at Ball State University
and finished off his last semester
without a degree.

The records office tracked his diminishing GPA.
He sports a funky education and red dreads.

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From Turtle Woman & Other Poems

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