Let’s Go

Walk deep in the valley
through this blood in the star
and say there is god in this small act
fumbling mannerisms behind murder scene tar pits
your heart is sewn to the family-tree / apple fell far
which breaks apart table tops, lamp lining flutter-bones
and who made us made us also so empty
If I reach like this
so deep
and there is no blood, no star
only two pack dogs so far from home
you can hear the crows circling
with hell-smile on their breath
a melody of bonemeal and baby it’s all done on faith
how you break the jaw to reach the fire
you don’t know what it means
until it means too much.

James Diaz is the author of This Someone I Call Stranger (Indolent Books, 2018) as well as the founding editor of Anti-Heroin Chic. Their poems have appeared in Yes, Poetry, Gone Lawn, The Collidescope and Thimble Literary Magazine. They live by the simple but true motto that “feelings matter” every shape and size of feeling. They believe that every small act of kindness makes an often unseen but significant difference in someone’s life and hope that their poems are a small piece of that.

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