Bumpkin

Maribel is meticulous
sitting on the porch
nervously shucking peas.
And all the nuns
and prostitutes work hard
down on their knees.

What skills did you bring
to the city
when you came?
I would rather call you bumpkin
than pretend
you have a name.

People call you resilient
simply
because you're not dead;
and people call you sexy
only because
you give great head.

Maribel is bored at night
she listens
to the farm;
she prays to faceless angels
that her little boy
won't come to any harm.