Killing Alice And The Rabbit Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

After the afternoon poetry reading I ask her
to autograph her book of poems for me.

She starts writing the first word For
then asks me to whom to dedicate.

It's not the name of the rabbit that's important
I reply, it's her wonderland name that is.

With a grin on my face I whisper in her ear,
Memorialize the writing to yourself.

Not wanting to waste the virgin page
of her new book with complicity in her eye

and a sardonic smirk on her lips
she writes For myself (and you)