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Today's poem is by Alan Chazaro

Self-Portrait as American
       

I say fuck
because it feels right
about now,
and I say love because
what wrong
could it bring?
I haven't shot a pistol
since my stepdad
flung his Desert Eagle
from the bedroom and took us
to burst freedom as kids.
The smell of sulfur
and devil, the pinch
of steel between my 10-
year-old fingers. I didn't
seek this, was never good
at hitting body-
sized targets,
kept my eyes
shut while I curled
the trigger. It's heavier
than you think,
to hold and re-
lease thunder.
Not like the movies but
somehow like the movies.
Ears still ringing,
vibration
in my bones.



Copyright © 2020 Alan Chazaro All rights reserved
from This Is Not a Frank Ocean Cover Album
Black Lawrence Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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