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Perspectives
Passing
by J McCurdy
Resolution Denied
by Kareem All
T h e re is a level of rag e
Stuffed d e e p inside
by Steven Miller
In early m orning
DNA
I stand perfectly still
A nticipating th e tis su e o f night
£ In th e d ista n t m eadow
I s e e you
Swimm ing into a quilt o f tre e s,
H id d en b etw een m olecules
F o rm ed lik e lava
F ro m g e n eratio n s o f u n a d d re sse d
O p p ressio n and violence
T h e voices o f all th a t I am
O ut w here
A nd all th a t I e v e r will be
B lue hibiscus se ttle s
Into a th ousand fissu re s of light
A nd th e re ,
A re re le n tle ss
P u lsin g o u t w ith each h e a rts b e a t
T h e y have s p e n t th e w hole of th is lifetim e
P r e s s e d tightly back
T h e day finally arrives
D renching you in
A c ra ck e r crum b trail of rain
B eh in d
And as you collapse
Pacifying sm iles
Into d e e p e r w aters
T h e h ard en ed quicksand
Of your m em o ries subsides
Forgiving th e unforgivable
A nd to m o rro w ’s sun...
A nd h o n e stly I fear
T h e tim e
I ev er le t it see
T h e lig h t o f day
F o r th e dam age it w ould do
Why do I m ake prom ises a t th e first day
of th e year
To m yself th a t I w ouldn’t make
to anyone else?
T h en feel free to break
T h a t prom ise I m ade to m e?
Lose weight, I’ll do “push aw ays”
P u sh m y ass away from th a t second p la te ..
I h a te m yself w hen I b reak weak,
Only for a m inute though.
N ot go to th e b a r as m uch, drink less,
I know I ’ll drink a bunch
I have a hunch th a t resolution
isn’t going to be a solution I’ll find...
this year.
Spend m ore tim e w ith th e family...
T h a t one should be easy.
I spend five m inutes w ith A unt W heezie,
Yeah, I feel sleezy as I sneak o u t th e door.
Q uit sm oking cigarettes...
You bet, th e stro n g e st addiction yet...
T h irty days no sm oking
And I’m puffing like a train, again.
So th is year, I’ll ju s t say
M y re solution is to stay resolution-free
B ecause I’m tired of lying to m e.
B ecau se a fte r all th e re are things
T h a t c an ’t be unsaid
O r b e co m e u n d o n e ....
T h e n it o ccu rs to m e
Like a w ayward child
T h a t if th is is th e w ay I feel
D eep in th e m arro w
Of my oh so temporary bones...
Im agine
J u st for a m o m en t
How our mother the earth
F e e ls
W hen after cen tu rie s
Of rap in g and to rtu rin g h e r
We com e and sullenly
Suck a t h e r tit
Kristina Wright j Real Estate Agent
Bellmoore Realty
503/479.5764
Kri5tina@PortlandHomeGal.com
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