Tag Archives: Len Kuntz

Valediction

I draw a circle around nothing and claim it, let the sadness rope me back. We’re a perfect couple after all, black on black, slack as a noose under a broken bulb, ladder with a rickety step and sideways gait. … Continue reading

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Witch Hazel

February, so uncouth, unkind, a month meant for lovers, snowmelt ruddy with stones and wrappers and unclaimed feces. Air thick like a question caught in the throat, a balloon unable to ascend. Our child’s eyes pull back the covers, tell … Continue reading

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Smooth

That night I collected dust between my teeth, sucked the chalk deep into my lungs, letting the grit settle and clog all airways. It may have been murder, might have been suicide. You never were one for opinions. That night … Continue reading

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The Joy of Being Missed

If only because the babies need you. Though the rosebushes need you, too. The bruises need you. Open-air burglaries need you. Mealtime belching needs you. Barricades. Blockades. What-looks-like-Borscht-but-isn’t needs you. Bleeding-between-the-legs needs you. The Before-it-started needs you. The But-that-wasn’t-me-it-was-someone-else-My-cousin-Tommy-maybe needs you. … Continue reading

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Why Has the Music Stopped?

And since we are speaking of love stories, notice that the alligators decimated dessert and have tossed their bloody napkins in the swamp where we used to swim. Yesterday you waltzed while I walked deadbolt into traffic. You spoke ekphrasis, … Continue reading

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The Back of My Throat

Today I am desperate for love again, a toyless toddler, a junkyard dog gnawing on its chains. This sidecar rain wants no part of me. The old eagle shivers in its elevator nest. The trees sob and moan, their limbs … Continue reading

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Pages and Pages

I’d like to read every book on your shelves, find each dog-eared page, the sentences underlined, the fragments of musical text you found most fascinating. I’d string them together with a glue gun, wrap that lexicon noose around my bare … Continue reading

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Avenue Q

I am second-guessing my life right now tetherball head in hand standing upside down on the pinnacle of a different kind of puberty on the corner of 1st and Avenue Q on someone’s soggy cardboard floor on a tarmac of … Continue reading

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Already Gone

Each morning I take off my skin Pluck out my eyes Douse myself With lighter fluid And set fire to my brain It’s easier this way The day gets started But I’m already gone I watch the bus Pull up … Continue reading

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Walrus

He already had a body Two in fact But he wanted a different one Needed a younger one Of his own A confused doe One of those you’re Supposed to kiss Lips closed In affection Not open-mouthed Like a rabid … Continue reading

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Thread

We ate the animals we owned And the ones we didn’t sat at The dinner table afterward Playing gin rummy As if it was something Important and special Like taking communion or voting They spoke German Always German Always about … Continue reading

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Congratulations

So much disintegrates when we sleep Dreams are just a disguise A hoax to keep us distracted You were saying his name again The moon and I heard it From where we hung suspended above this bed Congratulations. You have … Continue reading

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Every Single Piece

I am giving away pieces of myself outside A bus terminal when an old woman Asks, Do you know how dangerous that is? The birds peck out my eyes for free A cabbie collects my baguette legs like A Parisian … Continue reading

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Baby I Missed You

You’ve been gone a while So likely we’ll have sex tonight Lots of extra body fluids spilled Some good old-fashioned bed-shaking It’s always the same after you’ve been away— Your need for a naked toy But all I really want … Continue reading

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Quiet Monsters

There is a split in your lip that Wasn’t there before And you are trying to hide Inside a bathrobe with the collar turned up When breakfast wasn’t made I knew It’s always the same signs The nervous finger tap-tap-tapping … Continue reading

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Wonder Woman

You are running out of people to save Even the mailman is looking healthy Yesterday it was a nun with a sprained ankle The day before your grandpa Lester’s wounded heart Once yourself from choking on a chicken bone If … Continue reading

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Searching For My Daughter

I am looking for you in the fog Which slides across the lake Like the white breath of a misguided dragon I am groping and flailing Calling your name Walking across water Slipping on ice Fighting an unsteady current As … Continue reading

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Crows

The sea no longer shimmers And every dinghy has left for shore On the beach I watch crows fight over the husk Of a discarded ice cream cone You haven’t spoken in an hour The novel you’re reading must really … Continue reading

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Rift

There are storms in your eyes again, a broken window upstairs, a hole in the wall here from your fist earlier. Arms folded like a chieftain, you wait for the cross-examination while I remember when you were just a boy, … Continue reading

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I Don’t Know How To Make You Cry

Every sad thing is piled between us as we sit on the living room floor— photographs and memories scarred but not faded, a corsage from senior prom pressed between pages. You tell me to take what I want without saying, … Continue reading

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My Daughter Is A Runaway

Your body is a hotel room for others replete with room service, wake-up calls and a Do Not Disturb sign hung from the doorknob like a noose. Every caress on skin, each nail scarring flesh is a train ticket to … Continue reading

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Unanswered

I know everything I need to know right now— the cardboard sky, the hollow moon’s unfulfilled promises, earth’s frail frame, how there’s no one sound enough to answer my questions. Mom tells Dad lies so easily, like larceny or cheap … Continue reading

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Halloween Night

This pen in my hand feels like a rusty scalpel, heavy as a stone sword, and I’m a bit woozy on nostalgia thinking about that night the moon let us down so terrifically, bloody shadows staining the road forever. Still … Continue reading

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The Man Across The Lake

has a rifle that he points my way whenever I am shoreside. It’s a small lake. I can almost make out the color of his eyes, and sound carries well. When I ask why the gun, he claims I’m an … Continue reading

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A Change Of Seasons

That summer the winds took everything away, every leaf plucked free like untethered goose down, tumbleweed rolling across the highway like bony gymnasts, pine cones clattering off windshields, though, as I say, it was summer. And then the sleet and … Continue reading

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