Oh Good & Wrecked:

i orchestrate a cleansing
& through it,
i emerge, vibrant.
my thought-sphere
turns to you,
father. & i turn my body away.
when the full moon comes.
i’m not sticky with you.
i am not
un-fluorescent

& here
& here
& here in the dislodging
i am standing
alone under the strawberry moon
& something in the solstice tells me

you have left too many times
& this will not be different
but this will be a kind of tying
shut

i kneel under the weight
& under the crystallizing
terror of this:

i am a strobing of fireflies
& out of the mess
i am emergent

this is where i will plant my feet
refuse to be moved
i will dig my feet in the dirt
& root
& root

& root as around me the fireflies
spell a message
& i will whisper back

no, i am no longer liminal

GD Harkavy is a last semester senior at Hampshire College studying poetry and research mathematics. They are currently finishing off their first book of poems. Greg’s work has appeared in Voicemail Poems and The Reader, and they also publish under the name Greg McCarthy.

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