Tagged: south

when the sun sets at

when the sun sets at
four thirty-seven in the
afternoon, there is

no escaping the temperature
of loss, longing for the south
.
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three days before heading

three days before heading
home, a ball of nerves
tumbles in the chest,
jostled and batted around
like the best
game of post-election
pinball ever played,
where the score is
already in the trillions,
you’re playing right
into enemy territory,
and all the flashing
lights, bells and noise-
makers seem to only make
the ball move faster –
keeping up is essentially
adding so many
zeroes and counting on
that slingshot save
.
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either everything

either everything
matters, or none of it matters –
you asked me if i

can smell the pine from here, i’m
already back home with you
.
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leaning in ever

leaning in ever
so slightly over the pool
of cicada songs,

a ripple in the reflection,
an asynchronization
.
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when the forecast hits

when the forecast hits
possibly snow,
you and i always
return to the Great Blizzard
of Ninety-Three
, how
we made do with what we had –
two digging shovels with the
pointed ends, some southern
summer gardening
gloves, and
sinks and tubs stopped
up with hot water
for the tender
soaking in between
.
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maybe it’s because

maybe it’s because
a southern transplant, newly
city girl should know
a little something
about trucks and
winches, wraparound
porches and rocking
chairs, and the holy trinity
of cajun cooking –
when you said
four-wheel drive,
i leaned in
with etiquette
but not too much
.
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snow in Atlanta