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kirchner's suicide,
and mine, and yours
"I'm 35, a father, angry at a great many things, overeducated, underpaid, deeply in debt, one dead car in the driveway, just waiting for my neighbors to move. Recent work has appeared in DUFUS!, remark, Above Ground Testing and 63channels. Recent collections include "Enemy," a chapbook from PinkAnarchkittyPress.com; "Silence in the House of Truths," an e-chapbook available at Tamafyhr Mountain Poetry; and "Human Cathedrals," a tasty little full-length collection of angst and bile available from Ravenna Press."
By John Sweet
yrself beautiful in this
grey october sunlight and
everything i say distorted by fear
every wall
hung with a cross
the windows broken
or thick with dust
or looking out over
a million tiny bones
this woman in
the bathroom crying
this baby found
floating in the tub
an old story and that i
tell you i'm sorry
fifteen years too late
that i dream about
the accident
then wake up whole
visit the house
of my father's ashes
can remember
nothing about him
but his anger
Published November 2005
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