Goodbye, Goodbye
March 2012
February 2012
Listen
Broadripple is Burning — Margot and the Nuclear So & So’s
Forever unable to carry out a wholesome conversation
I suppose I should stop buying blazers and sweaters, stop drawing on random sheets of paper and start writing my essay
What the fuck is an essay
“
Ruts in road partly mud, wild finocchio
You get out to open the gate
imagining V
your shoes sink down
The car plows through groundhold of tumuli
temple rubble abandon
anodic slate light
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Grief is simple and dark
as this bridge or hidden field
where something did exist once
and may again, or
your face receding behind the window
a possible emptying
” —Kathleen Fraser