The American Poetry Review

TWO POEMS

Heresy

I waited forever for my parents to die so I could say at least one true thing
but mean. And so I wouldn’t die myself with those two unaccounted for

in a Hades of voles and worse. The die-hardsThe riot of horror and all out foxy that those two together were when I was a kid

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