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Category Archives: Reprint
you are — a sore in my mouth, born savage amid the delicate vowels i spin for mother; the last rotations of summer, all cracked lips and missteps into sidewalk puddles. my head tilted & searching for a requiem to … Continue reading
Those politics will eat you for breakfast and leave the empty plate smeared with grease That’s not God in your needle That’s not love in your message That’s not virtue in your stained glass That’s not power in your eyes … Continue reading
—after a photograph by Colleen MacLaughlin One answer lies in the tropospheric molecules scattering short blue waves and vapor meeting minus-sixty. But what’s the burning question? What orders the eye, the brain, to catch all the colors after rain? What … Continue reading
When you turn off the light the room melts, butter in night’s hot pan. We talk as the familiar sneaks back wearing shy outlines. You say we are so close because our bed is small, letting us carry night’s long … Continue reading
I’m reminded of an egg’s brief perfection. What grows within must crack what contains it. At seventeen you squint at farther horizons bits of childhood still in your hair, your walk, your laugh. Behind you this place we fashioned each … Continue reading
when the sky falls catch its diamonds on your wrists so I can find you in the jar of black clay This is a reprint of work originally published in First Literary Review-East. Erik Fuhrer holds an MFA from the … Continue reading