An Offering
Anthony Blake
I keep some loose change in the attic
when the gravity shifts I hear it scrape past
chifferobe sounds of wood on metal
old newspapers sounds of paper on metal
the pipes sounds of metal on metal
this sound is the worst
there is nothing more bone-flinching than things that close
in on themselves things that crash against opposites are
more tolerable.
And you
when I heard you crash sounds of flesh on flesh
on flesh there was no stillness no nativity
only bereavement in falsetto
Anthony Blake recently graduated from Centre College with a BA in English. He works as Marketing & Editorial Assistant at Sarabande Books in Louisville, Kentucky, and also serves as an Editor for literary magazine A Clean, Well-Lighted Place.
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