Arsenic Lobster
poetry journal |
Issue Twenty Summer 2009 |
1,995 ways to tell a bedtime story Hafizah Geter when your son asks, mama, how big is the whole world? tell him, in spain, emily dickinson paints a dark and ragged sky. know, when he speaks of nickels under pillows and asks you to trace the genealogy of a unicorn, he has recognized you for a hoax. take this time to describe how good a small lie can be: a unicorn is when i say, i'm still in love, but not, my boyfriend is an ex with only one testicle. hurt slowly and watch mistrust turn him into a man. begin all stories with: remember, there was a child. while he sleeps, feet kicking the heat of night, apologize for everything, blanket him with the heaviness of your wanting, and wonder about all the ways he will learn to hate you. |
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