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January 13, 2014 | Poetry

3 Poems

Joshua Young

3 Poems photo

Ohio

we belong in the grass. my twin is in every photo. we made our way out of the alley, rockford files dialogue, fedora, the curtain light is half-awake. climb the rock wall like the rest of them. political water, down-jackets, and it's slushing on us. through the rails, the city-lights flare. the narrative wants it. yes, it will turn the page. stop that trickledown and mug for us. dave had a bag of apples. we were not in fremont. reading glasses, microphone, the camera we bought in san diego broke on tiger mountain.

 

A Jealous Heart is a Heavy Heart  

the party revs & you collapse on the couch cover.

my brother talks about losing his virginity.

my mother lives across that field of horse
& dead grass.

in bellevue, she’s parked in the structure
across from your new place, eyeing

the guest parking space, and sending us texts.

 

I Had No Intentions

the museum of flight did not implode,

though we watched a crowd scatter.

who’s gonna reset the bone? harborview

collects helicopter traffic & beacon hill

is all lights & sirens. remember this,

remember how the smoke looked like columns

of ashes & glass. everyone is lying about

who they knew & who died. the whole

gathering of hills will go if the wind is right.

your father is not drunk, but he’s got fistfuls

of quarters & a story about your sister’s husband

 

image: Andromeda Veach


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