← v13n1, Spring 2014
Poetry · Volume 13, Number 1

Revenge of the Love Song of the Boy Parachutist

This is the only thing I am

good at please

don’t ask

if I am okay I will give you a sign

it will be

white

below me the dog goes and goes his plumage

snow and chutney

if I live and learn

to cook I will greet you each morning a platter

in my two

steaming arms if

I am not okay it won’t be much different arms spread

over winter

gooseberry bushes

the dog approaching in his cape of joy