Politicize My Death

by Pat Haney


Last week, in a drunken
flurry, I told my friends,
I don’t care how I die.
Politicize the fuck 
out of my death
. 

The statement was naturally 
met with laughter and 
questions. I always 
have an answer. 

The lesbianism, the brownness
the furrowed eyebrows
and bad attitude and 
deviated septum. 

Spread my ashes across the
White House lawn!
I gurgled 
through more three-dollar 
wine. But only some of them. 
Leave the rest at my 
grandfather’s grave
. 

The son of North Carolinian 
sharecroppers buried next 
to racist Catholics in his 
last wife’s family plot. 
Leave my ashes with 
a bundle of lavender.
Kiss his head stone
and say a prayer.


Pat Haney is a young poet originally from East Lansing, Michigan. Much of their work is inspired by the exploration of their queer and biracial identities growing up in the Midwest. Now, Patricia is a senior at DePaul University double majoring in Writing & Rhetoric and Creative Writing. Over the past several years, they've had work appear in Chicago-based magazines such as Injustice Watch, 14 East, Eclectica Magazine, and Crook & Folly.