“So I shipped them all over here, every man,
woman, and child in the Oompa-Loompa tribe.
It was easy. I smuggled them over in large packing
cases with holes in them, and they all got here safely.”
Roald Dahl, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory
The Oompa-Loompa finally free, we
litigate because of TV. Smuggled
in luggage breathing through holes, factory
gates, hundreds of souls, infants, old huddled
a day. Trafficked through customs, bribery
paid for undocumented workers, starved,
grateful to chew a stick of gum though the
ten others turned blue. Discolored and scarred,
OSHA inspectors saw the dislocated jaw
of one held captive a year tongue neon
raw, sucking a candy ball that is all
still there. His red-suited pygmy peons,
television chocolate room, see my ad.
Settlement was scrumptious, cacao-clad.
Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Best of the Net & Rhysling nominated sonnet stalker. Her sonnets have stalked journals like Glass, Yes, Five:2:One, Luna Luna and more. She is the author of sixteen books of poetry including Pink Plastic House (Maverick Duck Press), Crow Carriage (The Hedgehog Poetry Press), Flutter: Southern Gothic Fever Dream (TwistiT Press), The Meadow (APEP Publications) and Golden Ticket forthcoming from Roaring Junior Press. She is the founder of Pink Plastic House a tiny journal and co-founder of Performance Anxiety, an online poetry reading series. Follow her on Twitter: (@lolaandjolie) and her website kristingarth.com