Название: A Nail the Evening Hangs On
Автор: Monica Sok
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Зарубежные стихи
isbn: 9781619322165
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A Nail the Evening Hangs On
MONICA SOK
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Contents
Americans Dancing in the Heart of Darkness
The Radio Host Goes into Hiding
Song of an Orphaned Soldier Clearing Land Mines
In a Room of One Thousand Buddhas
Self-Portrait as War Museum Captions
The Woman Who Was Small, Not Because the World Expanded
A Nail the Evening Hangs On
I
Ask the Locals
Nobody knows: How those so-called revolutionaries
who wanted so-called Year Zero so bad,
turned into mosquitoes. I mean, mosquitoes, right?
Because not butterflies or moths rolling
in the mass graves—we all know the moths are children
who didn’t make it past five. My theory is those creeps
suck the blood of their victims to forget
with their bare hands or with other kinds of hands,
the kinds with teeth. They forgot. Don’t forget: If you
scratch your arms like that, a huge welt will appear—
a rash, and those mosquitoes will keep coming.
You heard it from me. Don’t scratch their real names.
Toothpaste over that bump won’t soothe you,
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