The Light in those Hills

“I am not what I asked for.”
-Jorie Graham

I curved into the world
slow on my feet
hustling is like love
it’s all about convincing/covering up
papering over

pot hole earth
I weep
and go crazy sometimes
forget to breathe
do the right thing

rippling water
I know you’re deep
but I’m deeper still
linen thread count-heart
all shred and dropped elements

all purposeful watching
and waiting

quietly
oh so quietly

like a dead thing
but somehow alive.

 

About the Poet:  James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic http://heroinchic.weebly.com/. His poems can be found in Quail Bell Magazine, HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak and Ditch. His debut book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2018).

 

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