#Poetry Wed: “Until” by Victoria Lynne McCoy

“I’m afraid the poem will never leave me completely.
That this grief must need me, the way the bruise needs
the soft of a body. Why else do I survive
what she couldn’t? Why else am I left behind…”

Read the rest of the poem at Washington Square (scroll down to 2nd poem)

#Poetry Wed: “ghost thing stuck in my head like Emily Dickinson/like a pop song” by Elizabeth Gross

“…come to me amplified by summer hunger
in a bad smell at street level, some death
washed incompletely down the drain….

……some death
wears a new old dress on your birthday — ”

Read the entire poem at Electric Literature.

#Poetry Wed: “I Am No White Dress” by Kelly Grace Thomas

“In the dimly lit diner, he sipped his coffee and
said: pass the hospital.
On the table, funerals sat dirty on plates.
I looked into his empty playground
and only heard grass stains, or monkey bars
All the slides were dressed in black…”

Read the rest of the poem at deComp.

#Poetry Wed: “About Suffering” by David Lucas

“Icarus is not for us.
He flies and falls, that’s all. He doesn’t joke
to hide his fear, or seem ashamed…

He’s young and proud. He likes the sound
of his own voice. Of course the world must break
and scatter him among the falling birds.
It’s never him. His father, Daedalus—
he’s our muse, bent to an unforgiving craft
in someone else’s labyrinth, the dark
exile in which he sets himself to work:
letting the candles gutter so the wax
spills, seals vane and down at quill and shaft,
working longer into the thankless night…”

Read the rest of the poem at Threepenny Review.