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      March 6, 2014Spring LamentFrancesca Lia Block

      this spring is like that man in the white
      shirt
      radiating heat even from his thumbs
      standing so close we steal each other’s air
      a wedding band glaring on his finger

      the air is overstuffed with white
      blossoms
      oversweet
      just as my head feels too full of words
      and there’s a rawness in my chest a hope
      mixed with resignation
      that this will be my final chance
      for poetry and …

      winter was easier in some respects
      watching the branches bare
      in too much pain to feel desire
      shivered in an empty tub

      spring—like the words “my marriage is trying
      to find a graceful way to die”
      making me realize there’s still a thing
      that beats in there
      and also wishing
      thump-thump-thump
      it had never learned this fact

      from #41 - Fall 2013

      Francesca Lia Block was featured in an interview in this issue. Read the full conversation here.

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