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Published: 2016-04-01 21:08:46 +0000 UTC; Views: 89; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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All the houses are the size of God’s fistson Edgewater.
They sit wide and reach deep
into the shore,
crowning voluptuously
into castle towers,
stained glass,
wide windows showcasing
shimmering chandeliers, tall bookcases,
or tunneling entryways, gray light
looking in all all sides.
Behind them is the lake,
stone gray sheet on a clothesline,
with the ribs of old stone docks
pinning it to the shore.
Between two houses is an empty lot.
Broken asphalt leading into the grass,
two trees framing
a focal point that fell away.
I stand between them, try
digging my toes into the spring mud.
I imagine manicured daffodils, pools of ivy,
an arching front door set into brick, and
kaleidoscope rose-shaped eyes.
But when I look
it’s my apartment growing solid around me,
alone and small; a lego block
on the fireplace in the living room.
Empty space stretches around the walls,
catabolysis sinking skin between ribs.
I cannot grow a house.
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Comments: 2
You have a gift for imagery. However the best parts of this poem in my opinion are the first and last lines. A shocking and enticing beginning with a profound and satisfying end. Lovely.
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