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By CAConrad

                                             I feel you
                                   judging me for
                      becoming agoraphobic
                      in someone else’s house
    I forget how I learned to stroll through
     grocery stores as though there is no crisis
my elbow cannot touch the middle of my back
  my fingers though have found every part of me
                    soon no migration of  wild animals will
                         be unknown to humans we will chart
                         film record publish archive everything
                              it gives us something to do while we
                                annihilate beauty poets shoveling
                               a quarry that is really an ongoing
                                        crime scene investigation
                                     a study in vomit imitating
                                  vast chronicles of the face
                            whatever world we can hold
                                we will never agree our
                                  neglect was worth it
                                 whatever amount of
                              crazy we can imagine
                              coming at us double it
                                     I found the perfect
                                  listening chair nothing
                                        but listeners who sit
                                          I am sitting in it now
                                           listening to my friend
                                                   the photographer
                                                   whose self-portrait
                                                           I find reflected
                                                                       in eyes
                                                                        of  her
                                                                       every
                                                                     photo


Source: Poetry (January 2020)

  • Arts & Sciences
  • Living
  • Nature

Poet Bio

CAConrad
Poet CAConrad grew up in Pennsylvania, where they helped to support their single mother during Conrad's difficult youth. CAConrad is the author of nine books of poetry and essays, and a documentary about their work, The Book of Conrad (Delinquent Films), is viewable online on their website. CAConrad has also received a 2019 Creative Capital grant as well as a Pew Fellowships in the Arts, a Lambda Award, a Believer Magazine Book Award, and a Gil Ott Book Award. They regularly teach at Columbia University in New York City, and at Sandberg Art Institute in Amsterdam. See More By This Poet

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