Local folk art And local folk art Exaggerations<\/strong><\/p>\n Dandridge has at Down the road from it Near the lake there’s But I’ve been there, A Loaded Deck<\/strong><\/p>\n As a child I’ve recently found I imagine it goes But it might go Not the meth dealer By Robert Louis Henry<\/strong>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":119,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8095","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8095","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/119"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8095"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8095\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8095"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8095"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8095"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nlike ladybug mailboxes
\nand REPENT<\/em> on
\na telephone pole
\ngiant aluminum crosses
\nnear the adult stores
\nand knee-high crucifixes
\nto mark where
\ntheir daughter was
\nkilled while waiting
\nfor the school bus.
\nHe still drives fast
\non that road,
\nand jokes about
\nthe banjos gettin’
\nlouder.<\/p>\n
\nlike the collection of
\ntelephone poles
\narranged like a
\ncrop-circle
\nat that trailer
\nthat burned down.
\nNot the meth dealer
\nor the meth dealer
\nacross from the meth dealer,
\nbut the one past the dam,
\nand the red barn.<\/p>\n
\nleast forty cemeteries,
\nsix churches, and two
\nrickety bars. The drugstore
\nhas a classic soda fountain,
\nand it’s considered an attraction.<\/p>\n
\nyou’re on the highway
\nwith its chains of banks
\nand franchises of foods
\nexactly like every other
\nhalf-developed city.<\/p>\n
\na restaurant that a
\nprofessional wrestler
\nbought for his mother,
\nand it’s considered an attraction.<\/p>\n
\nit’s just seafood.<\/p>\n
\nI had religious
\nplaying cards<\/p>\n
\nthe Jesus-Jacks
\nand wonder what
\nthe other faces are.<\/p>\n
\nJesus, Mary, Holy Ghost, God
\nbecause my mom’s family is Catholic<\/p>\n
\nJesus, Crucifix Jesus, Holy Ghost, God
\nsince my dad’s family is Baptist.<\/p>\n![\"rlh\"](\"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/05\/rlh.jpg\")
\nABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/strong>
\nRobert Louis Henry<\/strong> lives in Tennessee; he’s studying music production. His poetry can be found in The Delinquent<\/em>, The CommonLine Project<\/em>, Unlikely 2.0<\/em> and other online and print magazines. He’s an editor at Leaf Garden Press<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"![\"rlh1\"](\"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/05\/rlh1-150x150.jpg\")
And local folk art
\nlike the collection of
\ntelephone poles
\narranged like a
\ncrop-circle
\nat that trailer
\nthat burned down.<\/p>\n
\nor the meth dealer
\nacross from the meth dealer,
\nbut the one past the dam,
\nand the red barn.<\/p>\n