Poetry of Issue #1
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WHAT IF, BLUEBIRD, after Bukowski the sky were a nest for it, and it nested? What if your chest opened and it spilled out of your heart, finally air, finally? Or what if it's two bluebirds in your heart and not one, and what if the bluebird isn't blue at all but red, ignited, ready to burn,
and what if one of these birds is perched
What if that bird
because it mistook you,
Alan Semerdjian |