LEAH POOLE OSOWSKI
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Coarse hair splintered or bone
do you remember my father?
He crawls behind the splits
Jeffers tore into the sky.


​John McShea builds Robinson Jeffers's castle

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my did you hear us Brian, my wild fires can burn eucalyptus trees black and charred Brian, my but they grow back at the tree tops not at the base Brian, my did you hear us Brian, my survival is seen both in the wreckage and away from it Brian, my it's not cancer Brian, my sometime's it's not cancer, Brian...

​Eric Tran collapses days

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but somewhere,
as always, another life is ending, another
star is burning out from a million years
of fusion and heat to become intergalactic dust.


​Jeremy Morris rescues stars



And currently crushing on:

At some point, I rested my hands over my eyes and mouthed, This is my face housed underwater.
This is a love letter.
Every word but mouthed erased.

*
No more wildness is why
I chose no more wildness.
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*
For no reason I remember the coyotes near the cabin
where I stayed alone. Like boys at night,
someone said. Lots of things sound far-fetched to start.




​
Later, you knew her as one knows

the shadow of a porch swing.  [Canvas-clean, pale & dry— 

she smelled like October]
                  This is how you reconstruct
 
a human architecture                  how you redesign a loved one
 
[Grass-stained ring of earth and sky]        What is the first thing

you remember about living?  [Feathers & dirt: she always

knows how to float]
 


Sam Deal reconstructs humans

And these gorgeous writers:
Abigail Minor
Bryce Emley
Sally Rosen Kindred
Christopher Citro
Lee Peterson
Sam Piccone
Tyree Daye
Joana Stillwell
Gabriella Gage



It was enough to hollow us out
The evenings left grasses half-wild at our feet
Branches with spaces for winds

*
Together, by some untorched,
faction of molecular content, we had a remembrance


© Leah Poole Osowski | 2017
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