Bust Moment
Robyn Art
In your version of events everything happens
not so much the opposite of the way
I describe it as more or less
definitively not that.
So much bombards us, I mean the way
the breeze carries its pheremonic swells
past the center for at-risk youth,
September casting its nubby
and self-referential shadow.
Cruising off the exit with the kiddies sacked-out
in back, rocking my Uggs
and my signature Disgruntled-Hausfrau chic,
the moon rises lusty and fatuous
like the things that happen in us
only at night. I believe there are things
that happen in us only at night.
Lugging the brokedown artillery southward.
The Parkway humming between the trees.
The azaleas brutalized by wind.
I could’ve said a lot of stuff, and didn’t.
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Robyn Art’s recent work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Denver Quarterly, Conduit, The Burnside Review, The Hat, The New Delta Review, Gulf Coast, LaPetiteZine, The Ilanot Review, and Wordfor/Word. She is the author of The Stunt Double In Winter (Dusie Press 2008), which was selected as a finalist for the 2005 Sawtooth Poetry Prize. A text/visual collaboration with the artist Robin Barcus, entitled “Dear American Love Child, Yours, the Beautiful Undead”, is forthcoming from dancing girl press in summer 2014.