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BORROWED, YOUR COLD SHOULDER
by
Jaimie Gusman

It makes me sore at the easiness

of being flicked into this griseous city


that sees you as a jerk

buying a Coke,

sweeping the house,

plating dinner

like a bag of bones

not taking to the earth.


A broke-up satellite,

the graceful crème fraîche morning

totes a mouthful of lonely.


Forget claiming the sky      (downsize)


Forget climbing the sky      (capsize)


A goner no sooner

than the underbelly

of my mirrored shape

misses every deep thing.


The snow pedaling my anatomy,

a quiet penumbra

shaking the breeze

off a window.



Jaimie Gusman currently lives in Honolulu where she is a PhD student at the University of Hawaii and runs the M.I.A. Art & Literary Series. Her work has been published in Juked, Barnwood, DIAGRAM, Inknode, Dark Sky Magazine, 2 River Review, The Dirty Napkin Review, Permafrost, and Margins Magazine.

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