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Tuesday, August 31, 2021

KATE NORTHROP—"MAYBE I AM HERE" (Issue 22)

MAYBE I AM HERE

and there you are, sort of, like a row of trophies seen through a
picture window, very green-gold, but anymore, Lemon Drop, I am
not a woman who can sleep with whomever she wants. In the house

my skin jitters, a wind picked up across a lake, and I keep opening
windows  hello? hello?  but the sun just sticks, lozenged in trees
wind-stripped.  Some days, things

look strangely: a single shoe on the sidewalk or a pot, in sunlight,
on a stoop.  Some days nothing will jimmy the vision.  Pop-Tart,
what I’m trying to say is I saw mountains in the rearview too, I saw
the girl running into the street.  Nightly, headlights move across the
neighbor’s field, empty as a nightgown, or they hover, like someone
standing with a set of keys.

 

ABOUT THE POET 

Kate Northrop is a recipient of the Jeannette Haien Ballard Writers Award and fellowships at the MacDowell Colony and Yaddo. Her recent poetry collections are Clean (Persea Books) and cuntstruck (C and R Press). Northrop is a contributing editor at The American Poetry Review and teaches in the Creative Writing Program at the University of Wyoming. She lives in Laramie, WY.

 

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