December 13, 2011

Jamie Bradley

GHAZAL

Her shoes said, love me
like a broken animal.

The river is red with clay
& white at its swinging lap.

In a Cuernavaca market, the flesh hangs
everywhere: pig flesh, wood flesh.

Sadly, there are few old houses
that sit, affordable.

All the photos in a doctor’s office
say, learn to be a better patient.

from Rattle #35, Summer 2011
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