Two Poems by Traci Brimhall

Dear Thanatos,

I am three thoughts away from the grave,
two steps away from the open door,
one kiss away from the bridge.

 

Dear volcano, where are you?

 

Dear battleship, your war planes
sit on the bottom of the sea,
eels coiled in the cockpits.

 

Dear moon, you were an accident.

 

Dear second heartbeat I’m relieved
you left my body before I could choose.

 

Dear ghost, leave my attic, crawl
down the drainpipe to the ditch,
to the tunnels beneath the city.

 

Haunt the rats. Sleep in their bones.

 

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