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as if living was a dance with sidesteps, movings-on you waltzing on and me glued to the same piece of floor, under the twirling ballroom light, stood in the way of everyone twirling and cha-cha-cha-ing me haunted by everything you touched from blackcurrants on bushes, any currants, any bushes, anything on any bush, the word bush, any word sounding like bush, rhyming with bush to any country mentioned in passing down to your mother in a photograph anyone anywhere in a photograph any photograph anywhere to your father behind those long-ago enemy lines, having his parachute fall all around him and running like hell for the nearest wood so don’t mention wars either or woods or crows, there are crows everywhere, we should never have talked about crows or your mad sisters who said you dressed like a clown when you were so obviously so so very well they were jealous, weren’t they so very so beautiful and so haunting, every story I read, you’ve got into it somehow someone has a party and you’re there sails a boat and it’s your feet on the planks someone is running across the concourse to catch the train surely that’s you opening a window making the tomatoes in the frying pan sizzle so haunting that I’m glad of all we didn’t do together glad we didn’t walk there, or there didn’t share those Irish cliffs the Sphinx, Niagara the zoo with the baby raccoons I almost suggested glad we didn’t order an Indian takeaway in the dark—that’s still a breeze chicken tikka masala with naan and that dahl you do, are you still there, no drink, no thanks glad we didn’t try that particular bit of intimate fancy stuff even if we were headed that way glad you never read a word by this young man from Ohio 87

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Apeiron Review | Summer 2015  

The summer issue of Apeiron Review, a Philadelphia-based literary magazine, is ready for you and a glass of your favorite beverage. Cool off...

Apeiron Review | Summer 2015  

The summer issue of Apeiron Review, a Philadelphia-based literary magazine, is ready for you and a glass of your favorite beverage. Cool off...