Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Fasteners


Like removing a bent nail, I bend back to last night.
Sometime when we’re both drunk enough, not
tired from whatever it is we spend
the long humid Louisiana summer days doing,
I might actually talk to you about us,
or the idea of us, before it’s forever boarded up.

Drunk, I might let something sharp slip,
the way a roofer lets a few nails roll
down a roof’s slope. He doesn’t intend
their sudden roll, yet he has so many nails trapped
between his teeth, stuffed into his asphalt stained
pants, that he ignores the few, short nails.

Then, ask why do I keep writing
about these sunburned men,
whose skin no longer blisters or peels?
How bad am I anyway at scaling
ladders with a bundle of dimensional shingles?
Ready to end up in the green dumpster nearby,
I have become unfastened from you, the sharpest nail
a steep roof has ever felt.


Currently a PhD student in Humanities with a Creative Writing Focus at the University of Texas at Dallas, Mark Allen Jenkins is the former Editor-in-Chief for Reunion: The Dallas Review. His poetry has appeared in Memorious, minnesota review, South Dakota Review, and is forthcoming in Every River on Earth: Writing from Appalachian Ohio.

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