Friday, January 5, 2018

Trevor Scott Carlson: 1/4


Overseas


Bite through your native tongue 
and spit it out on the shore 

of a beach you can’t pronounce—
linger speechless

and pledge allegiance
to nowhere,
                 
flag fading like a bleached
bone from your own skeleton.

Ribs are the bars for the cage
around your heart and soon 

 enough, everywhere becomes 
another place to escape.
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  1. UnknownJanuary 14, 2018 at 2:31 AM

    I love the form of this, a series of directive couplets.

    "a beach you can't pronounce"

    "enough, everywhere becomes
    another place to escape."

    Really loved these, images, line breaks, language, and all.

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