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The Man Who Was Thursday | Christopher McCurry

milkhoney wrote in theysaid Apr 09, 2015 20:41

after G.K. Chesterton

fell in love
with a girl
who was Saturday.

She fell in love
with his falling
in love with her

Saturday boobs and her
Saturday laugh and her
Saturday way of not caring

that he was Thursday
because she liked
for the moment

his Thursday glasses and
his Thursday bedtime and
his Thursday-sized salary

that he spent on her
until she almost ( Read more... )

Elegy With Lies | Bob Hicok

milkhoney wrote in theysaid Apr 06, 2015 22:25

This lost person I loved. Loved for a hundred years.
When I find her. Find her in a forest. In a cabin
under smoke and clouds shaped like smoke. When I find her
and call her name (nothing) and knock (nothing)
and build a machine that believes it's God and the machine
calls her name (nothing) and knocks (nothing).
When I tear the machine down and ( Read more... )

bob hicok

In the City of Light // Larry Levis

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Apr 06, 2015 15:14

The last thing my father did for me ( Read more... )

larry levis

Siren // Paul Breslin

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Apr 04, 2015 17:51

I could swear it is saying my name,
a human voice full of pain and anger:

it's the police come to arrest me
for a crime so long concealed
I forget its name. Or my father's ghost,
crying he might have lived
had I loved him better. It's my mother
folding her arms and saying take your anger
someplace else, it doesn't belong to me;
my wife asking Is ( Read more... )

Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another // Jan Heller Levi

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Apr 03, 2015 19:03

All my stories are about being left ( Read more... )

At Ingolstadt | Natalie Eilbert

milkhoney wrote in theysaid Apr 02, 2015 22:47

To be one of the caught you must first have a body that can be took.
Slowly I ate all the houseflowers, what good are dumb bodies.
I drank my fair-trade coffee, twirled my hair, and died lumpy royalty.
Only birds are a thing with feathers. God was a nasturtium head I bit off.
So were the birds. I can animate lifeless clay any hour of any day.
I would ( Read more... )

There, There // Kim Addonizio

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Mar 30, 2015 09:56

He'd left her two years ago but she could still at night put
her hand between her legs and he would be there on top of
her saying Come for me and when she couldn't she'd ( Read more... )

kim addonizio

Breaking Across Us Now // Katie Ford

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Mar 27, 2015 20:21

I began to see things in parts again ( Read more... )

katie ford

To Those Who Would Awaken // Afaa Michael Weaver

iatrogenicmyth wrote in theysaid Mar 26, 2015 18:55

it will happen like this for many of you ( Read more... )

Love, with Trees and Lightning | Catie Rosemurgy

milkhoney wrote in theysaid Mar 22, 2015 09:16

I’ve been thinking about what love is for.
Not the obvious part where he gathers
until he is as purposeful inside her
as an electrical storm, not when he breaks
into a thanks so bright it leaves her
split like a tree. (We all jolt back,
our picnic ten shades lighter, our hands
clapped over awe that’s too big for our mouths.)

But the two of them, ( Read more... )

catie rosemurgy