we knew then, driving north:
our bags packed for an interlude
with alcohol and a carton of camels
but we thought it was irene
another half-witted joke
no one thought to sharpen teeth
or fill heartwells with lead
i brought a book for outages,
never thinking there’d be no
sun            i couldn’t remember
if we rescheduled halloween
or just got stuck            on trick

Jennifer van Alstyne has been published in Eunoia Review, Midwest Literary Magazine, The Monmouth Review, Foundling Review, Paper Nautilus and Poetry Quarterly. Her chapbook, Scansioned Music: A Glenn Gould Collection, for which she was the winner of the Jane Freed Grant, is being published by Crossroads in 2013. She is currently the poetry editor for Bombay Gin, the literary journal of the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics.

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