Should I one day remember that other life of ours by James Diaz

my, what beautiful years you have
in your pack, trailing the eastern front
brambles, burning barns- then the light
in your eyes hesitating
between things

I broke like bread crumbs
every stone in me hungry
for naming, clamor cells
bursting cool, summer crushes
and hanging laundry

forest winding its longest arm
around the broken spot

every branch and breath
dancing like this light in my chest
forgive me if I forget what they call this place
mercy, I know it isn’t that

but it’s exactly like that


©2018 James Diaz


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Bio: James Diaz is the author of This Someone I Call Stranger (Indolent Books, 2018). He is founding Editor of the literary arts & music mag Anti-Heroin Chic. His work has appeared most recently in Occulum and Philosophical Idiot. He lives in upstate NY and occasionally tweets @diaz_james.

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