Today's poem is by Padma Thornlyre
Mavka #38.
Indestructible life!the Sun a yolk that breaks
all morning. A crow shimmers and upon the greenguard-rail bobs as I cross Bear Creek on my drive
to work. I would rather drive into you all that I
mourn: loves gorged by artificial faminesdogs feeding from graveyards; loves charred
by bloodI would emptymyself of the steak-knives carving up my lover's
wrists, those voices she obeyed, and passionslong ago abandoned to lap-dancing and meth-
amphetamines. Everything that has ever made me
weep distilled into one tablespoon of living brine.
Copyright © 2010 Padma Thornlyre All rights reserved
from The Literary Review
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