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The Deep as Good
Luke Trent

Uncertainty spiders, her blue mirror & “tawdry
Heaven.” Therefore’s forever loose behind Comma’s

doozy migraine. She’s olive, Miss Modesto, irises’
flattened penny, breast sunflowers by a cotton

field; memory’s bicycle’s made of skin, dresses
wet-clipped to tight lines across the lightwell.

Now, whenever another crazy, golden mango weaves
the rabid eyeteeth, her slow-glistening “mouse

in an empty boat” glides out from under tongue.

 

 

 

Luke Trent is a poet and photographer. In 1996 he won the Joseph Henry Jackson Award for his manuscript Love of the Game. His poems have appeared in Volt, Columbia Poetry Review, Fence, and Northwest Review, among other publications.

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