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i.      [the body becoming]

Trevor Root is a poet based in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. He has previously been published in :Lexicon.

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You Were How I Skipped Class & Still Passed Anatomy

Should I introduce myself or will my confusion do it for me? Ten years later & I still don’t know which pill I’m supposed to take first, so I take all four at the same time & give a wink … Continue reading

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On the seventh day God made emojis, face paint, Spider-Man hanging upside down as he makes out with an entire city. Wikipedia as bible. Bible as flood, famine, hundreds of frogs falling on an ambulance. It’s raining. The ambulance flips. … Continue reading

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Wallpaper peeling above the headboard

Granny dying sent me away don’t want him seeing me like this I’ll never forget the bedspread’s silver threads Richard H. Fox dreams on Sanibel Island, FL, and in Worcester, MA. When not writing about rock ‘n’ roll or youthful … Continue reading

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The Poet’s Wife

She withholds intimacy as punishment For a series of crimes he has committed: He dusts, but he doesn’t dust when dusting Is required, according to her schedule. But it is more than that. He doesn’t have The desire to dust. … Continue reading

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The Faithfulness of the Spirit

In the final hour before the break of day when the darkness demonstrates a rare humility and all the earth appears to be still, a boy who had never before laundered his clothes presses his Sunday shirt in sacred silence. … Continue reading

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Birth Death of a First Son

for Dana Gioia There was no time to feel; that I had learned was the point and the curse of this ordeal. The mother took the look of a woman scorned, demanding from her husband time to feel, time to … Continue reading

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