the apple did fall far from the tree
and went out into the dark
with almost no light
inside
some places are all haunting
nothing else matters
but that you leave there shaken
when I was younger
I had an impossible dream
that I could grow old
and not be happy
but still be in the world
living in a place no one could find
I wouldn’t have needed much
a chair, a table, a bowl, a spoon
a front door
a few years of silence
of forgetting.
James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic. His work has appeared most recently in HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak, Chronogram, and Cheap Pop Lit. His first book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2017.)
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