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Troy Schoultz

All I’m trying to say
is that I don’t miss the gleaning knives
that grew from our tongues.
I do still miss your arms after dark,
but I traded our lives
for a one bedroom apartment,
no-lease, paid water,
with appliances
and self-cleaning oven,

but tonight
I’m far gone on this brandy.

What I mean to tell you is
the moon panicked last night,
and my heart raised hell
like a jailed drunk
who even after the beatings
refuses to go down.

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