May 2015 - Comments Off

Kameryn Carter

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There is darkness, I know it.
Locked inside a body brimming,
oilslick oil threatens to black miles of sea.
I could black anything.

In therapy the doctor says You are so black
as if she is knowing for the first time,
her soil-eyes narrow and I say: Yes
meaning: the darkness is absolute.

I’m sorry in advance.
I unlatch my mouth
to speak and the world
upends.

God’s hot breath is gold.
I cannot hear what he’s saying.
Let me lift my head and listen.

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