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LONELY

Melania in China

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My mother said I should marry a rich man and
Like a fool I listened and
Where did it get me?

It got me to the Great Wall of Fucking China
Is where it got me,
Traipsing around in sensible flat shoes
With an idiotic tour guide
And an aide (why do they insist that I need an aide to walk around on a giant wall in sensible flat shoes?)
And a clutch of Secret Service agents (yes, in English according to the New York Times we say “a clutch of Secret Service agents” and I bet a lot of those so-called intellectuals who make fun of me don’t know that)
And I’m so lonely,
So lonely,
So lonely.

Oh my God,
I’m so lonely.

My rich husband is in Vietnam.
I guess that means the bone spurs have healed
So he at least has something to be thankful for
While I wander around on this stupid wall
Spouting “This is beautiful” and “This is amazing” and
Wondering, really, how in the world did I get here and
Why isn’t it possible to turn my life around and
Start over?

 


READ MORE

Melania Trump Contemplates the Great Wall, Alone [Vanity Fair]
Trump in Asia: A ‘Very Epic’ Charm Offensive [The New York Times]


Pesach Rotem was born and raised in New York and now lives in the village of Yodfat in northern Israel. He received his B.A. from Princeton University and his J.D. from St. John’s University. His poems have been published in more than a dozen literary journals including Chiron Review, Natural Bridge, and Voices Israel.

Editorial art adapted from a photograph by Wu Hong, published under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976.

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