Iain Haley Pollock

The Sunday Poem: Iain Haley Pollock

By |12.30.11|





Child of the Sun


Great Great Aunt Aida
trained her lapdog
to attack dark-skinned men.
A shake of her high-yaller head
and a suck on her ivory teeth,
and the Scottish terrier slipped
through the fence pickets
to nip at a tar […]