Saturday, July 28, 2018

We Are Rivers (for Jeanette Powers) by Jason Baldinger



down on the Gasconade
the cook shacks have pulled the curtains
we don’t pull no punches
we are rivers
      have been rivers
dream as rivers
but shit, maybe that’s what
most people don’t realize
how we flow, how time flows
how it’s all water
how we’re all water
with just a dash of electricity

the catfish are playing pool
the tv screen is running
today’s numbers
Althea keeps the Budwiser coming
kidneys scream
we talk dead fathers
absent lovers and time

this town is weird synchronicity
or maybe its just us
all these weird castoffs
still unmoored in our forties
still trying to wrap our heads
around when or how it all happened

the other night I saw
an armadillo
and a possum
copulating on route d
that adds nothing to the poem

but its midnight now
we’re waltzing in headlights
on Alvarado, we are dry bones
rivers of flesh, we are acutely
lost in time







Jason Baldinger is a poet hailing from Pittsburgh and recently finished a stint as writer in residence at the Osage Arts Community. He’s the author of several books, the most recent are This Useless Beauty (Alien Buddha Press), The Ugly Side of the Lake (Night Ballet Press) written with John Dorsey and the chaplet Fumbles Revelations (Grackle and Crow) which are available now. The collection Fragments of a Rainy Season (Six Gallery Press) and the split book with James Benger Little Fires Hiding (Spartan Press) are forthcoming. Recent publications include the Low Ghost Anthology Unconditional Surrender, The Dope Fiend Daily, Outlaw Poetry, Uppagus, Lilliput Review, Rusty Truck, Dirtbag Review, In Between Hangovers, Your One Phone Call, Winedrunk Sidewalk, Anti-Heroin Chic, Nerve Cowboy Concrete Meat Press, Zombie Logic Press, Ramingo’s Porch, Blue Mountain Review, Red Fez, Blue Hour Review and Heartland! Poetry of Love, Solidarity and Resistance. You can hear Jason read poems on recent and forthcoming releases by Theremonster and Sub Pop Recording artist The Gotobeds as well as at jasonbaldinger.bandcamp.com

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