American as Berbere
Another Man They Think I Am at Heart
Arrows
Bozika
Flight Path
Green Hole
It is Raining and the Planks on Lewes Pier Bleed
Kentucky Pisser
Mourning with Strangers
On Learning the Year Used to be 410 Days Long
Picking Raspberries
Proposing to Dickens
Scientists Film Inside A Flying Insect
Starfish
The Flying Man
The Moment of the Fall
The Trouble with Harry
Trying to Know You
What We Say
On Learning the Year Used to be 410 Days Long
Moriah Cohen
When the first warm day broke spring open, you waited
for sounds you could believe in to wander
through the screen, waited for a clean-shaven
magician to pull your father from a hat
like the rabbit he was. When that was over,
all you were left with were oyster shells
and a balloon-sword that couldn’t cut
the sun in two. Your whole life it continues,
this process of being opened just to see
what the rings inside you tell about time.
Yesterday, your son turned two, and I told you
it’s not that the world is any less
distant than it used to be, but that it’s found
something to savor. Now, this close – the scratchy
patch of your chest pressed to my back – I can see you
will never leave her. I wonder if all parents
realize they are small gods plucking our dark
bodies from a curve and crashing them
one bright moment into another.
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for sounds you could believe in to wander
through the screen, waited for a clean-shaven
magician to pull your father from a hat
like the rabbit he was. When that was over,
all you were left with were oyster shells
and a balloon-sword that couldn’t cut
the sun in two. Your whole life it continues,
this process of being opened just to see
what the rings inside you tell about time.
Yesterday, your son turned two, and I told you
it’s not that the world is any less
distant than it used to be, but that it’s found
something to savor. Now, this close – the scratchy
patch of your chest pressed to my back – I can see you
will never leave her. I wonder if all parents
realize they are small gods plucking our dark
bodies from a curve and crashing them
one bright moment into another.