Arsenic Lobster poetry journal
Issue Twenty-one
Winter 2009
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Prologue
R. Jennings

This is a story that I need to tell.
Look at me. Look at what I have become.
I have come up in the world.
This is a year for telling some secrets and keeping others to myself.
Today is beautiful. It is saturated. It makes me hunger for collapse.
I have made decisions for myself that I cannot go back on.
I have come up in the world.
I am an apostrophe. I acknowledge that there is something missing.
Sometimes a single sound, an exhale, would be enough to change me.
I think I am happy. I think that I must be.

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