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YOU Might be the Redneck

– after Jeff Foxworthy

by D.C. Buschmann

If you think I hate
minorities and LGBTQs
and will shrink like a violet
when you insult me
because I grew up
in the South,
YOU might be the redneck.

If you think I love
pintos, iced tea,
Christian fundamentalism,
and Loretta Lynn
because I grew up
in the South,
YOU might be the redneck.

If you think my ancestors
fought for the South
defending elitists’ right to enslave—
not because soldiers in blue
came to burn
their f—ing farms down,
YOU might be the redneck.

If you grew up in the midwestern state
whose 1920s governor
was KKK
where you still
can’t buy liquor on Sundays,
please consider
WHO might be the redneck.

September 28, 2016

D.C. Buschmann grew up in a small town in North Carolina and still owns land there. She is a retired editor and reading specialist. Her poem, “Death Comes for a Friend,” was the Editor’s Choice in Poetry Quarterly, Winter 2018. She has been published in the U.S., U.K., Australia, Iraq and India, including Kurt Vonnegut Museum and Library’s So it Goes Literary Journal, Flying Island, The Adirondack Review, San Pedro River Review, Better Than Starbucks, Rat’s Ass Review, Nerve Cowboy and elsewhere. She lives in Carmel, Indiana, with husband Nick and miniature schnauzers Cupcake and Coco. Her first full collection of poetry will be published in 2020.

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