Rob macdonald
STILL LIFE WITH NEW GRAVITY |
I’m sorry
I’m not interested in arranging apples on an oak table. The action hero says there’s no emotion without motion. You ask me what I see when I imagine our future, and I say hoverboards. |
BLIND SPOT
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What I’ve got
left to offer is not much, but I know how to write in reverse on the fogged-up window of your perfect shitbox. Every version of me, every nervous person in the breakdown lane thinks my index finger is cold is cute, but I’m just letting the truth tell me this time. |
ROB MACDONALD lives in Boston and is the editor of Sixth Finch. His poems can be found in Gulf Coast, BOAAT, Jellyfish, Sink Review, inter|rupture, DIAGRAM and other journals. He has books forthcoming from Rye House Press and Racing Form Press. |