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“He sits on the floor of the”

He sits on the floor of the

house he grew up in, talking on

the phone to his girl in the

city, telling her when he’ll be back,

that he wants to see her, that

he needs to. Gusts of seed-stuff

rush the window. He wakes, perplexed the

dream has not gone on. Maybe it

does, but this is where it leaves

him. This early morning light. Where it

goes on it is rebuilding his heart.

from To the RiverFind more by Michael O’Brien at the library

Copyright © Michael O’Brien
Used with the permission of Flood Editions.

Bad Signs

1

“crack life open”

the ad proposes

2

the Whitney Museum, “a

glittery emblem of

new urban capital”

3

the subway’s “passengers”

become “customers”

4

the deconsecrated

church becomes a

nightclub, a boutique,

a furniture store, a gym

5

the internet is the

software and the

gun is the hardware

6

the Festival features a

“poetry brothel”

7

“Margin,” we say.

“We have no margin.”

from To the RiverFind more by Michael O’Brien at the library

Copyright © Michael O’Brien
Used with the permission of Flood Editions.

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