Spree

I’ve never been a material girl.

I don’t obsess over shoes.

            In fact, taking the palsy girl shoe shopping

is task my seasoned assistants dump on my newest hire.

I haven’t worn a dress in three years,

although I own a few.

Even my inner bibliophile

            is mostly nourished during trips to the library.

Expenditure is reserved for things

like revolution, charity, and art.

And the push to elevate work desk

            that I adore from my advocacy-based day job

            which is reduced in price from three digits

too a much more manageable 2

in honor of the holiday meant to honor

those who sacrificed limbs, spines, lives

to keep us a certain sort of safe

in this place we call America.