Exposed
For you
I spread my bones across the floor
arrange them in fractional patterns
and implore the gods to explain
why they won’t break
arrange them in fractional patterns
and implore the gods to explain
why they won’t break
why the assassins have
missed their mark.
Some of this matter
is held in our eyes
in the muscle of a
backward smile
is held in our eyes
in the muscle of a
backward smile
it isn’t that I take this breathing lightly
or miss the obvious pearls
or miss the obvious pearls
that explode around me
like stars.
like stars.
A.g. Synclair is the editor and publisher of The Montucky Review, a journal of poetry and prose. His work has appeared in numerous digital and print publications around the world, despite the fact that he holds an MFA in nothing at all. He lives, writes, works, and otherwise collaborates in southern New Hampshire with his partner in crime, the artist and poet Heather Brager.
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