Arsenic Lobster
poetry journal |
Issue Twenty-five Spring 2011 |
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Jane Sleeping Ruth Whittier … so we never hear of Jane anymore, even after she was caught on film walking on water. … and with the money I raise I can rise up and walk away. … and there were mud storms that changed what you said or knew you wanted by the hour. … because it won’t slide down but sticks. … because you wore your glasses and white (buttoned) night gown. … so now you won’t leave the house and take it all outside. … and now you’re unwilling to go bare-assed even down the backstairs. … therefore there’s a therefore, almost an ending that existed at the start. |
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