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This Is Not a Sonnet for Your Silence

Force a flower from a branch like a dead god come back. The king is about to announce there are no cracks. But a hundred bucks says that thirst-trap snapping Jolene will one hundo percent be long gone, asap. To prevent dreams of the dead, touch the forehead of the corpse laid out in the living room. Carry a pitcher of water through a doorway,…

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How to Get Your Driver’s License

You can get your driver’s license at fifteen, if you live so far from town that there’s no school bus. Spend an entire year watching your friends drive themselves into the school parking lot and for the first time in your life wish you lived way out on a ranch. When you turn sixteen, discover you have to get this bullshit learner’s permit. Spend the…

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Things That Are Long and Things on Fire

Things that are long The year it felt like everyone was dying The year everyone actually died The years 2016 to 2020, also 2015, and January, always The five days before your parents can get a Covid test after you exposed them The apology while smoking after court the day we got divorced Thirteen years in the length of one cigarette My thoughts, spilling across…

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“Motherland” and “Past Perfection”

Motherland Bucia rode a boat from                     Polska before she was                                    babushka and birthed American dolls: mother and grandmother. I call them                                           “Nonnie” and “Mommy” like                                       …

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But Have You Ever Heard Such Quietness

But have you ever heard such quietness as aftermath: senility of fight, diminuendo truth, that slow regress? June. Whole world “can’t breathe.” Vicarious sufferers. All swallowed fire. Bright. But have you ever heard such quietness as four months later? Protests in undress. White badge of courage earned. Click mute on cries. Diminuendo truth (that slow regress). My country ’tis of thee, the passiveness of fast-expiring…

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