Wednesday, December 1, 2021

-iota-, Barton Smock


if the poor could keep to themselves, they'd have
superheroes. hey man, hey beast, them aliens
already know what it means to be human.
abduction is the fingerprint of loneliness.

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what I teach my blood is grow up. I put everything
I had into ruin. watch as my mother becomes
your mother trying to be two people god can use
to carry tug-of-war from a fossil.

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my dream house is language. you say it to my
face how there are beheadings that have made a
wish. before my son was a giant, he'd
somersault. cigarette in mouth he would.





Barton Smock lives in Columbus, OH, with his wife and four children. Is the author of infant*cinema (Dink Press, 2016) and the editor of isacoustic* (isacoustic.com)

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