nc poetry – April Fox

July 27, 2023

Foul

You are cannibalsfeeding on the blood of our childrenbaked into a foul and vulgar crust ofignoranceand religion. Wretched goblins, crouched downpeering under skirts and intobathroom stalls, screamingDEVIANTwithout a trace of ironyor self awarenessIf the god you laudtells you that a child deserves to diefor the simple sin of daring to existthen mine(and I am it)should…

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November 27, 2021

Life Boat Blues

but the truth is, when it’s been a life of synapse hating synapse and of fighting every day to keep myself and stay alive, I don’t have time for mindless reading I’m so sorry I don’t care.

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August 3, 2020

Ain’t so Real

(They tell us) Real women have cuuuurrrrrrrvesssss -Gotta draw that out real slow, let the word trace along the edge of the Fat thighs, round hips, breasts like balloons every little boy want to die in Real women look after themselves, legs like stilts that hold up the pedestal balanced there, low flat belly, chest…

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October 17, 2018

Again.

In the middle of the night he is lit from behind, the glow of the hall light shining through his skin and I want to ask him all the things that end in Yes, the things that someone else with better words and softer, paler edges could spin into the silk of romance and something…

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October 13, 2018

Shot Gun.

This is where they’ll find you tattered and sore what did you think would happen when you opened (your mouth your eyes) your legs? This is where they’ll find you, painted on smile, don’t open your mouth (your eyes your legs) he’s always been a good boy I heard he had a perfect credit score.…

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October 12, 2018

Keyboard Revolution

In a month or so, we’ll all line up heel toe heel toe bootstraps high and tight against our shins so as not to betray the fact that we are privileged to be here; we will stack ourselves in tidy rows and parcel out our tiny pencils we will color in the circles very carefully…

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December 30, 2017

2017: Depression Ate My Brain

I wish the years were neatly separate, distinct like they are on paper segmented like an earthworm you can tear apart and watch the old parts writhe and bleed

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December 2, 2015

Shaded.

In that final hour, before the stars set themselves against the charcoal sky, there is a shroud up on the mountain smoke and fog, the gravel path the only way in or out shaded pink by the last, sad efforts of the sun to stand her ground Before coyote songs and the stuttering of owls…

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November 19, 2015

Refuge.

They are laughing in the sand, their high-pitched voices crossing over and under each other and up into the sky into the clouds dirty hands reaching for each other, circling around singing songs whose words we cannot recognize but the tune is universal; nursery rhymes are all the same. They are smaller than the dogs…

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November 19, 2015

Faces.

This is how we live with our sidearms drawn our fingers free of scars and polished

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