7/30/2018 Poetry By Darren C. Demareewith an empathy so fatal #91 we are on the ground because our hands are not the tips of wings we are meant to stay held next to a part of the nest the all hunger when we flatten ourselves to challenge gravity that is when we drop our neighbors when we make promises to the wind we are as worthless as a held breath spittle that escapes without any projection with an empathy so fatal #92 suns go dead we have hope only because we know the other eyes blink as well we are only alone when we believe ourselves to be suns go dead & i don’t know how to make that okay for children to know i do know i do know that if they can hold your hand when you tell them they will move on without horror Darren C. Demaree's poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including Hotel Amerika, Diode, Meridian, New Letters, Diagram, and the Colorado Review. He is the author of eight poetry collections, most recently ''Two Towns Over' (March 2018), which was selected as the winner of the Louise Bogan Award by Trio House Press. He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology and Ovenbird Poetry. He is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children. Comments are closed.
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