Fever & Love
in the red city morning beat the children awake
the cloudwall protected us badge-bright & terrible
it was spring & thin sheets fenced
each body from the other bodies
i tried listening, put my ear to the cold, once
but i fell through
i tried listening at the edges of bodies
but the sound was gross
the heavy morning
& invaders could walk right in which looking
at what’s been made could be
a good thing
Jamison Crabtree’s book of poems about movie monsters and grief, rel[am]ent, was awarded the Word Works’ Washington Prize and was published in the Spring of 2015. He lives in Las Vegas, where he works as the Director of Education for a bookstore. Selected by Yasmin Belkhyr.
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